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How enchanting is this mermaid with her precious infant child
In the splendor neath the glow of the cresent moonlight mild
Peaceful sleeps her little son, as she rocks him in her arms
She sits humming softly, so delicate and calm
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She hears a distant thunder and knows there will be a storm
While the moon is shinning and the trade wind blows warm
She swims to the surface with her newborn in her arms
The drops of sea spray glistens on their wet slippery forms