A Mind Off-Grid, Nr.14 - Medallion Man's Beach Encounter

She sells sea shells on the sea shore ...    
he wandered up and said “Hey Baby, waddya doin’ for?    
you can sell those shells ‘till kingdom come    
but I can think of something that’s a lot more fun    
so why don’t we two take a walk    
and leave those shells to talk their talk!”    
    
And she said:    
“Mummy told me not to talk to strangers    
‘cos all men are bastards and fraught with dangers,    
so off you go, and on your way    
‘cos it’s right here I’m going to stay!”    
   
And he said:    
“Hey Baby, don’t you know the Golden-Rule    
the one with all the gold is Oh-so-cool …    
I’ve half-a-dozen Rolexes around my wrist    
Ferrari in the garage and a hairy chest;    
now I’ll make sure that you’re well fed    
so why don’t we two go to bed?”    
   
And she said:    
“Daddy told me to value femininity    
so I’m not going to lose my virginity    
I’m pure and beautiful through and through    
besides I’d never go out with a jerk like you!”    
   
And he said:    
“Hey Baby, I l-u-r-v a lady playing hard to get    
with her fixed ideas and her body set    
just come with me and I’ll open your eyes    
‘cos that traditional stuff is just a pack o’ lies,    
so run your hand through my curly hair    
and I’ll take you on a journey to who-knows-where!”    
   
And she said:    
“Haven’t you noticed somethin’ about me?    
I’m a mermaid, just popped out of the sea    
with a long fishy tail and a lovely pair of breasts    
that I’d never let get close to your hairy chest!”    
   
So he cast his eyes down below her waist    
and spied that fish-tail there in place    
And he said:    
“Uhhh … err baby … I think I’ll be on my way …”    
and he went to the beach-bar the rest of the day    
where he told his story ‘till he was a bore:    
“The shells that she sells are sea shells for sure ...!”