SHE HID IN HER SHELL
She could have had adventure
with a captain of romance,
sailed as on a dream-ship
across to Paris there in France.
On that dream-ship sailed
to fairytale Amsterdam
with a sure maverick poet
and find drifter of a man.
Oh but what the flaming heck,
oh but what the flaming hell,
she curled-up, a pretty pearl,
inside her own seashell.
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