Ruby Marina

The Ruby Marina lies on the Pearl Coast
It is a place that is richer than most
Maybe because they have gold for their sand
But that's how it is in Emerald Land

Sapphire yachts float around there, serene
Women of bronze tan with no need for sunscreen
And hemarite children eat a platinum dish
While men made of silver haul in quartz fish

The sun is a topaz of gagantuan size
That dazzles the people's aquamarine eyes
And everyone is happy, and it's always sunny
They just cut their nails and they're rolling in money

The Ruby Marina lies on the Peart Coast
It is a place that is richer than most
But we are the ones who are truly lucky
Because we are all real, they're imaginary

The End

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