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the mermaid and her lover
The mermaid and her Lover.
The mermaid is so sad her head just above water,
she had a raw sardine for her lunch, it was bland.
It didnīt used to be like this when she met a man
Who could no longer sail the oceans and sat on
a stone throwing pebbles into the water.
And they talked all night until her skin dried and
she had to go back to sea. He built her a swimming
pool for two and every night he came to her and
frolicked and ate fried sardines and drank red wine.
But he married a woman of the land one with hair
dresser mop and she didnīt want her in the pool.
The sailor wrapped her in a wet blanket carried her
down to the sea and softly let her go; but she clung
to him dragged him into the sea, alas, he drowned.
The coroner said it was suicide.
The mermaid is so sad her head just above water,
she had a raw sardine for her lunch, it was bland.
It didnīt used to be like this when she met a man
Who could no longer sail the oceans and sat on
a stone throwing pebbles into the water.
And they talked all night until her skin dried and
she had to go back to sea. He built her a swimming
pool for two and every night he came to her and
frolicked and ate fried sardines and drank red wine.
But he married a woman of the land one with hair
dresser mop and she didnīt want her in the pool.
The sailor wrapped her in a wet blanket carried her
down to the sea and softly let her go; but she clung
to him dragged him into the sea, alas, he drowned.
The coroner said it was suicide.
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