Dean Whitbread 2020
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As I met a man by the sea
Binoculars he passed to me
He said “I am poor,
But look, by the shore
A most beautiful woman for thee..”“My daughter,” he said, “Is a dish
She is lithe, and she swims like a fish
She is supple and sweet
And were it not that her feet
Are a tail, she’d be every man’s wish”I replied, “Though she has lovely hair
There is something too scaly down there
She may sing like a dream
But she swims like a bream,
Now, go sell your mermaid elsewhere!”
