19 February 2013
"Hello apple strudel," Said the mermaid to the toad. Take my little finger, Lead me to you abode. Down to the gloamy woodell, We'll plop into your pool. Chat over a cup of bluebell juice, So bitter and so cool.
You can plait my seaweed hair , I will polish your warts. Then I'll play my lyre and sing, While we play crosses and noughts. So come my apple strudel, My dilly dally dumpling. Take me to your boodle, Where you will hear me sing .
Toad looked up, A tear in each eye, "But I'm so utterly ugly" Sadly did he sigh. Mermaid flipped her tail in glee, and grinned most merrily. Saying "on the contrary you seem to beautiful to me.
Your silvery slime, And sea deep eyes. Your lingerty longerty legs, Of incredibly perfect size. Please allow me to bride awhile, I'll teach your puckered mouth to smile. And as we gurgle, in luscious slime, I will be yours and you to will be mine.
A Touching Love Story • Opuss № I