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The Mermaid
Of all the fishes in the sea
The Mermaid is the one for me
Hair of gold
Eyes emerald
And lips of precious ruby
With teeth of whitest coral
And skin of priceless opal
Cheeks pink topaz
To set it off has
A diamond in each ear'ole
So as I walk upon the sand
And watch her waving with her hand
I often wish
I were a fish
Swimming far out from land
Sailors say she is a stoater
But, Oh! Her temper, what a shocker
A ship she'll sink
Without a blink
And send each man to Davey's Locker
Then again I think, “Oh well!”
I won't be bones in a salty cell
To kiss those lips
I'd end as chips
For a very fishy gel!
Frog © 2001
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