FROM-SALTBURN'S-BECK-
TO-BELOW-HUNTCLIFF-YES
Upon a rock
midst the river
something part-human
was to slither.
It raised a head,
a fishtail swished,
sat on the rock
where men fished.
A fisher, whose
bait was a fly,
was netted by
her spidery-eyes.
In those eyes
he was to drown.
His ghost a gull
now flies around
the coastal cliff.
The coastal cliff
very foot of which
his mermaid sits.
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