|A Little Mermaid
All was silent upon the sea
When a little mermaid appeared to me
Below the bowsprit swimming there
With seaweed glistening in her hair
The sunlight shimmered on her scales
Her voice a thousand tinkling bells
And o'er the railings I did leap
To plunge into murky waters deep
She held me close amidst the brine
And pressed her salty lips to mine
But brackish water filled my lungs
I tasted a thousand dead sailors' tongues
We disappeared beneath a roaring wave
Her to feast and I to a watery grave
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