Are you ready to hear a story? This one's about a very naughty pirate who meets a shark.

Pirate Redhanky meets a shark by Joanne Cock. Redhanky the pirate stole my glasses. I could

tell that he's been to cunning tricklerces. Redhanky started to laugh. It was a wicked

cackle. Oh, young and I know I'm naughty, but I is not in shackles. He hopped on his wooden

leg, then jumped into the sea. I bellowed. You might not be yet, but your a curcue should

be. Redhanky swam away fast, not caring that he was dripping wet. I wondered if he'd

ever meet with justice. Then a fierce shark he met.

Oh no, he's in trouble now, I guessed, and my heart bounded. I was too far away to help

him, and if Redhanky escaped, I'd be astounded. I could barely look, but I did through my fingers.

I's not scared of him, Mr. Shark. Redhanky tried not to linger. But I won't stay in chat

because I is not dinner, and I is no fool. He tried to swim away and pretend that he was

really cool. The shark smiled and not fooled from side to side he shook his head. After

pirate Redhanky swam, circled and sped. He cast a great shadow over him and scooped him

up scarily. Then he bounced him on his nose with terrifying glee. Mr. Shark held Redhanky

between his teeth. Oh, what's he doing? I already told you I want to get myself a

go in. Redhanky hung by his belt straps and he looked a bit sorry, not sure if he was

lunch, dinner or a new toy, Mr. Shark's quarry. He wriggled and thrashed about and began

his boo-hooing. Redhanky was so scared that his pants he was poo-pooping. His pockets

started to empty, many treasures floated in the water. I confess it. Toys I, what took

it all. But I'd be very sorry, like I oughta. The shark held Redhanky into his ship. No

more was said. Redhanky landed upside down and bumped his sore head. His day was not

turning up the joys he thought on waking. He haven't thought that before sundown he'd

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