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The Mermaid and Her Lover

The mermaid and her Lover. The mermaid is so sad her head just above water, she had a raw sardine for her lunch, it was bland. It didn´t used to be like this when she met a man Who could no longer sail the oceans and sat on a stone throwing pebbles into the water. And they talked all night until her skin dried and she had to go back to sea. He built her a swimming pool for two and every night he came to her and frolicked and ate fried sardines and drank red wine. But he married a woman of the land one with hair dresser mop and she didn´t want “her” in the pool. The sailor wrapped her in a wet blanket carried her down to the sea and softly let her go; but she clung to him dragged him into the sea, alas, he drowned. The coroner said it was suicide.

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