Pennelope's Cove

Pennelope's Cove
Lies down by the sea.
T'was always deserted,
Just perfect for me.

Pennelope's Cove
Bring's mem'ries to bare.
Of cold salt on fingers
And sand in my hair.

Pennelope's Cove
With the seagulls a'crying,
The seaweed a'dancing,
White waves a'sighing.

Pennelope's Cove
Where I watch night and day
For the merfolk to come
And take me away.

The End

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