I once went strolling by the shore,
Looking for a mermaid, Sir!
Such a clever chap as I,
She never could evade, Sir!
Then one day I saw the lady,
Swimming in the sea, Sir!
I marveled at the wondrous sight,
Unveiled that day to me, Sir!
Her hair was long, a deep sea green,
She had quicksilver skin, Sir!
And, oh, her eyes, how to describe,
They'd drive a man to sin, Sir!
Her breasts, two full and floating globes,
Each with a coral tip, Sir!
Why, overall a charming lass.
Oh, yes! She was a pip, Sir!
There's just one thing that I might change
If I could have my wish, Sir!
I'd take her just the way she is,
If that bottom half weren't fish, Sir!
**Published, June, 1982, in Encore. Another magazine that went out of business after publishing one of my poems. Hmmm. I think I see a pattern developing.**
