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Row Your Boat
"Oh, just a lil' leafy island west of this ol' rum drenched rock."
"Ah," smiled Pintel, "Would it be possible to row a bit to get to this island?"
"Well, yes I suppose you could, but-"Pintel scooped up Poochie, Ragetti followed and the three ran out, "-they say there is cannibals over-Now where did they go?" said the stranger looking up from his food.
"Young people! Didn't even stop to say goodbye!" sighed the stranger's friend. Poochie on the other side of the street with his keen hearing digested the new word. Hm. What's a 'cann-ball', Wooden-Eye?
"Wots the dog barkin' up now?" said Pintel impatiently as they rushed down the dirt road. Ragetti looked at Poochie, "Probably a cat or something."
No,no Wooden-Eye…silly pirate! What's a cann-ball?Not a cat! Poochie gazed at Pintel hopefully. What about you, Pencil? Do you know what a cann-bal is? Huh? Do you?
"Into the boat, run to the boat, Pooch!" Pintel urged putting him onto the sand when they made it to the beach. Poochie barked happily and dashed towards the rowboat tied there. He jumped in and waited. The two pirates untied the boat and pushed it into the water. A bit impatiently Poochie asked again- he had done what they had asked.
What's a cannball?