Strut

I once saw a mermaid
Strutting her stuff
Her boobs were quit nice
But her language was rough

When I took a picture
And she got so mad
She was calling me pervy
And didn’t like my head

I once kissed a mermaid
Her lips were very salt
She smellt a bit fishy
But that wasn’t her fault

I once loved a mermaid
But she went back to sea
Said I was dreaming
Our love could never be…

Daily Post chalenge Strut

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