{"id":391,"date":"2011-03-04T08:40:18","date_gmt":"2011-03-04T15:40:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/?p=391"},"modified":"2011-03-04T08:40:18","modified_gmt":"2011-03-04T15:40:18","slug":"friday-poetry-ninjas-and-mateys","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/?p=391","title":{"rendered":"Friday Poetry &#8212; Ninjas and Mateys"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Ninjas and Mateys<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I sat at my keyboard<br \/>\nReady to type<br \/>\nMy Epic Idea<br \/>\nReady with its hype<\/p>\n<p>But as I began<br \/>\nThe front door burst apart<br \/>\nIn leapt some ninjas<br \/>\nAiming for my heart<\/p>\n<p>I suddenly discovered<br \/>\nMy clothing had changed<br \/>\nI was dressed as a pirate<br \/>\nEyepatch and hook neatly arranged<\/p>\n<p>I wanted to fight them all<br \/>\nBut was outnumbered six to one<br \/>\nSo I jumped out the window<br \/>\nAnd ran for the sun<\/p>\n<p>Now, I live in a place<br \/>\nWith no water about<br \/>\nNo sea, no lake, no pool<br \/>\nNo swimmy way out<\/p>\n<p>But there before me lay a beach<br \/>\nWith an ocean beyond<br \/>\nAnd my pirate ship stood waiting<br \/>\nOn that super-sized pond<\/p>\n<p>My mateys were ashore<br \/>\nAnd their cutlasses they drew<br \/>\nThe odds had now changed<br \/>\nThree pirates for each ninja or two<\/p>\n<p>The fight was glorious<br \/>\nAs bloody as could be<br \/>\nI lost a couple sailors<br \/>\nWho fought so gallantly<\/p>\n<p>The ninjas were vicious<br \/>\nBut they had to run away<br \/>\nPromising they would return<br \/>\nOn some darker sort of day<\/p>\n<p>I asked my mateys to wait<br \/>\nSo I could gather some things<br \/>\nI was the captain so they agreed<br \/>\nAnd then they began to sing<\/p>\n<p>It was a drinking song, I knew<br \/>\nSomehow I knew it well<br \/>\nSo I sang along as I went<br \/>\nInto the place I did dwell<\/p>\n<p>The place was a wreck<br \/>\nThe ninjas had left their mark<br \/>\nTo leave it would be easy<br \/>\nIn the gathering dark<\/p>\n<p>But my computer was untouched<br \/>\nAnd my unwritten story awaited<br \/>\nMy Epic Idea I just knew<br \/>\nWould have to be sated<\/p>\n<p>So I sat down once more<br \/>\nJust to type a few words<br \/>\nAlthough the situation<br \/>\nBordered on absurd<\/p>\n<p>I typed a little bit<br \/>\nAnd then I dozed off<br \/>\nLater I awoke<br \/>\nWith nasty little cough<\/p>\n<p>I was in my warm sweet bed<br \/>\nI sat up and looked out the window<br \/>\nThe ocean and ship were gone<br \/>\nI thought it all a dream, if you must know<\/p>\n<p>I went once more to my computer<br \/>\nTo let my Epic Idea work its way out<br \/>\nBut then I saw the throwing star<br \/>\nAnd suddenly had a doubt<\/p>\n<p>It was stuck in the wall<br \/>\nIn my office window&#8217;s frame<br \/>\nI wondered for a moment<br \/>\nIf this was some sort of game<\/p>\n<p>It had all been quite real<br \/>\nBut also a dream, I felt sure<br \/>\nI smiled because I knew<br \/>\nI was a pirate with black heart pure<\/p>\n<p>My mateys and the ninjas<br \/>\nWould return soon enough<br \/>\nWe would fight once again<br \/>\nAnd show the world our stuff<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>****<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I wanted to be a bit whimsical today, but I also wanted to tell a story.\u00a0 The above is the result.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>See you next week.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ninjas and Mateys &nbsp; I sat at my keyboard Ready to type My Epic Idea Ready with its hype But as I began The front door burst apart In leapt some ninjas Aiming for my heart I suddenly discovered My clothing had changed I was dressed as a pirate Eyepatch and hook neatly arranged I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/391"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=391"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/391\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":392,"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/391\/revisions\/392"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=391"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=391"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.shadowkatmandu.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=391"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}