
On a bright blue morning, the little pirate ship skipped merrily over the waves, its sail puffed full and round.

When the wind dies and the ship won't budge, the smallest pirate dreams up a way to sail with no wind at all.

On a bright blue morning, the little pirate ship skipped merrily over the waves, its sail puffed full and round.

But then the wind died right away. The sail drooped limp and flat, and the ship slowed... and stopped... on a sea as still as glass.
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