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Anonymous
When I was a lad in a fishing town, an old man said to me, "You can spend your life, your jolly life, a-sailing on the sea. You can search the world for pretty girls 'til your eyes grow weak and dim, But don't go swimmin' with a mermaid, son, if you don't know how to swim! 'Cause her hair is green as sea-weed, Her lips are blue and pale. I'll tell you now before you start, You can love that girl with all your heart, But you'll only love the upper part; You will NOT like the tail!
I signed on to a whalin' ship, and my very first day at sea, I spied a mermaid in the waves, a-reachin' out to me. "Come live with me in the sea," said she, "and down on the ocean's floor. I'll show you a million wond'rous sights you've never seen before!"
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