The Angel and the Mermaid

wow...I am a mermaid, swimming in the sea
trying to subdue, the anger that ruled me
swam up onto a piece of land to sit and pout
an angel flew up, sat down, touched my face
man, this trip is really going to be fun
there was something about her voice
words sounded like a song when she spoke

      **Saying, "You must be the mermaid
               Who took King Neptune for a ride."
      And she smiled at me so sweetly
                That my anger straightway died.**

I reached for her face, she caressed my tits
her fingertips felt so soft and so warm
she said, "if you can satisfy King Neptune
well then little miss mermaid, bring it on"
who would have thought that angels were so naughty
she made me come, made me scream, stroked my fin
from the moment I took this acid a fantasy did begin

starting to come down, awaking out near the mill
I looked around and realized I laid there on dry land
I guess I'm not a mermaid, and the angel was a dream
no wait, I was hallucinating, yet I am naked in the sand
seems I fornicated with the miller there on the ground
now I'm feeling faint,  as I wished for a flashback
the blood drained from my face, oh to have skipped this trip

      **And so it was that later
                     As the miller told his tale
         That her face, at first just ghostly,
                    Turned a whiter shade of pale**






**the two verses marked ** are from the song
       Whiter shade of pale
Songwriters: KEITH REID, GARY BROOKER**