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The Sailors Tale

Posted on June 28, 2009 at 11:49 PM

As I was looking out across the sea, I saw someone staring back at me. Her hair was that of a fireball, how tall she was I can't say at all. From the distance I could see, her eyes so blue staring back at me. Big old shells she wore for a shirt and a long silvery tale made due for a skirt.

She sang out across the waves,a deadly song,

so the old sailors say.

"Come to me oh loving one. To my world of undying love. Come with me to the bottom of the sea. An take in the beauty that you shall see."

Shall I go with her to the depths below?

My answer to this my friends is:


For I am not a love sick nave,

nor do I want a watery grave.

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Reply Jerry
5:42 PM on August 19, 2009 
Nice...good work Luna.

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