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A Fisherman's Tale

While fishing from the rocks one day
In calm and gentle sea,
A mermaid paused her graceful play
And flopped upon my knee.

She kissed me softly on the lips,
Cool fingers stroked my face,
She wriggled scaly, sexy hips,
My heart began to race.

She whispered softly, "Take me home,
Enjoy me while you can".
"By dawn I must rejoin the foam,
Back to my half a man".

I floundered in her tempting eyes
And lost my very sole,
We kissed beneath blue, lover's skies,
Then to my home we stole.

I burst in with excited shout,
My wife looked up at me.
"Darling, get the frypan out,
We've got fresh fish for tea".

     

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