The Terrible Tale of Two-Heart Todd, Nautical Chapter

Part Five: The Singing Veins. 


The Fishermen man,
With a pen in his hand,
Signed his old ship to the boy named Todd.
Saying "This boat,
For me never floats,
And never again catches salmon nor cod."

The Singing Veins,
A suitable name,
And as large as a fishing boat could be,
With partly torn sails,
And rust colored nails,
She was the shadow of death sailing at sea.

So the deal was made,
And the price was paid,
Simply to sail the Veins with love.
For despite her great size,
And her ominous guise,
She was a barque the fisherman was proud of.



Part Six: Ghosts of the Veins.

Listening,
the sound of two heart beats,
unwanted by the rotting ship,
interrupting the sleepless chantey
that Todd found them signing.

Amidst the shattered wood,
Laying in the cold cabin,
Ornamented with dust,
Never speaking,
Ever screeching.

"We
watch the stars,
We
work the deck,
We
set your course."


Just two parts for today. I have a great idea about a seventh and an eighth (which will be tons better then these two), I just need to think them through better first.
A few side notes,
I've decided I want to be a pirate.
do terms like "running late" apply to people with no legs?
do aliens ever aspire to be human? cause I'm sure most humans aspire to be aliens.
I send my sentiments to Nine Tales.
I'm searching for something to combat all this cold.
and Bret McBam, if you're out there, you can't run.