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The Story of Barb Moore

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For she is a Pirate Queen!
(Hurrah! Hurrah for the Pirate Queen!)
And it is the life on which she is keen,
To be a Pirate Queen!
(Hurrah! Her Little is tight and her blade is keen,
She is a Pirate Queen!) :p

Time for light opera already? I haven’t even begun to swashbuckle! :confused:
 
In times past there was a band of pirates led by the Lady Barbara Moore. In daylight she appeared to be a noble lady...
Looks can be deceiving...
It's true - the world's merchant shipping was not safe...!

THT Story of Barb Moore Lady BM.jpg

:D Good to have you back, Tree! :D
 
I'm already making connections within the story... pirates... British Navy....naval discipline...cat o' nine tails... Barbara Moore's bare back...bucket of sea water....her usual loud verbal barrage of complaints...
The British Navy usually punished Midshipmen, boy entrants and female followers by having them "kiss the gunner`s daughter" in other words,bend them over the breech of a cannon and use a rattan cane in the case of Midshipmen or a ropes end for the lower orders and females.
The cat was unlikely to have been used, but there is always poetic licence in these tales I suppose.
In any case,two dozen with a tarred ropes end would prove a testing experience even for one as used to having her tight little whipped as often as Barb.
 
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