I wonder how girl dreams of being a mermaid
To never have to walk about, swim gracefully without aid
To wear nothing but a seashell bra, to show only skin
Innocent and free sea nymphs with no care or sin
Long flowing locks of reds, oranges, and golden hues
Or perhaps exotic shades like violets, pinks, and blues
Searching for handsome princes, oh, where could they be?
Only the fairest beauties live under the sea…
Written November 1, 2013
