What in heaven's name have I been reading?

None of these poems make a lick of sense, but I have not been able to critique them to The Captain's perfection. Instead, I have been working on cleaning my mirror and I must say, I don't look half bad. Not half bad at all. The Captain brought us all pancakes for breakfast and I am certain that eating something besides haggis is what put the rosy glow on my cheeks.

Mary Langford

"Alfred Hitchcock" by The Captain

"Graduation" by The Captain