Where is the Mermaid as she floats away
Not on the surface but in the midst of the ocean spray
Her tail makes soft hums for her to sing with
And the Sea Horses strum on her flowing hair
Entranced by the Whoomph of the wind
Translucently she will blend
It matters not the ending
For the Ocean is always bending
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