A Houyhnhnm's Scrapbook/Number 1/Seasong

​Seasong

By Lewis Turco

The marinated mackerel splashed
To aid the mermaid in distress.

He bubbled nothings in her gill
Till blushingly she burbled, “Yes!”

The mackerel’s now father of
A motely, marinated crew.

His mermaid murmurs on a reef,
Abiding cordially for you.

All of which would indicate
True love should never marinate.

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