http://strongestgirl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-17 09:20 am

5th Floor Common Room - Monday Morning - Before workshops

Pippi is fixing up a mess o' pancakes as per usual.

And eggs, and bacon... Possibly coffee as well.

Very happy to have her voice back, she's singing.

The breeze was fresh, the ship was in stays,
Each breaker hush'd, the shore a haze,
When Jack, no more on duty call'd
His true love's tokens over haul'd;
The broken gold, the braided hair,
The tender motto, writ so fair,
Upon his 'bacco box he views,
Nancy the poet, love the muse,

If you loves I as I loves you,
No pair so happy as we two.


The storm, that like the shapeless wreck
Had strew'd with rigging all the deck,
That tars for sharks had giv'n a feast,
And left the ship a hulk had ceas'd:
When Jack, as with his messmates dear.
He shar'd the grog their hearts to cheer,
Took from his 'bacco box a quid,
And spell'd for comfort on the lid,

If you loves I as I loves you,
No pair so happy as we two.


The battle - that with horror grim
Had madly ravag'd life and limb,
Had scupper drenched with human gore
And widow'd many a wife - was o'er:
When Jack to his companions dear
First paid the tribute of a tear;
Then, as his 'bacco-box he held,
Restor'd his comfort as he spelled

If you loves I as I loves you,
No pair so happy as we two.


The voyage, - that had been long and hard,
But that had yielded full reward,
And bought each sailor to his friend
Happy and rich - was at an end:
When Jack, his toils and perils o'er,
Beheld his Nancy on the shore:
He then the 'bacco box display'd,
And cried, and seized the yielding maid,

If you loves I as I loves you,
No pair so happy as we two.


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[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Early in the morning, rising to the street. Light me up that cigarette and strap shows on my feet. Got to find a reason, reason things went wrong, got to find a reason why my money's all gone."

Pip, happy to have a voice again? Nooo! Surely you jest!

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
PIp took them gratefully. "I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin' RIOT!"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hiya," Pip said. "Merdebaise didn't attack me this morning. Instead she just meowed until I got up and fed her. I think she's in a good mood."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip thought about this for a moment. "Not that I can think of. I guess it's possible, though."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
PIp nodded. "Sounds like a fun idea. And I would totally go if it weren't already kind of late here and I wasn't really tired We should start a band. Maybe we can if we ever get a new music teacher."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-18 12:47 am (UTC)(link)

"Well, I got no classes, so I thought I'd see where life takes me," Pip said. while his mun bemoaned the fact that everyone starts doing stuff around the time he goes to bed