Captain Beastlie's Pirate Party - preview

For all my piratical nephews and great-nephews, old and young, with a great big grubalicious

“YO

HO HO!” L.C.

First published in 2014 by Nosy Crow Ltd The Crow’s Nest, 10a Lant Street London SE1 1QR www.nosycrow.com ISBN 978 0 85763

111 4 (HB)

ISBN 978 0 85763

112 1 (PB)

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ptai n B eas tl i e a C

was the

g rubb iest

and

p i rate to s ail

s melliest the

Seven S alty S ea s.

Bu t . . .

...

C aptain Beas tl ie’S

ship was sm art and his crew

were

s quea ky- clean .

One g rey and grim some Mo nday, ai n B a p a t e stl i e rolled C . out of b ed Five rotten ca bbages rolled out, too.

5 days left m ’ b i rt h d a y ! ”

“Only

till

he roared, p i c k i ng a

out of his nose an d

b o gey

licking

“Take that, ye slimy s coundrel!”

it.

On Tue s day,

a i s l e t e B a n i t p a C up on deck. d e p m o st

Hi s

p o n g y patches nice, c l e a n planks.

socks left

on the “Only

4 days

m ’ b i r th d a y ! ”

left till

he bellowed,

rootl ing

a

glob

of

peanut b utter out of his ear .

“Aharr!

There ye be, ye s curvy snack!”