The ocean sent me;
to find that heart of stone.
But it never did let me, let me do it alone.
For the ocean has its king; I say a trident and a throne.
And I am his naive daughter, for I wish I had a clone.
Days and nights have past, and a handsome prince I met;
For he was tall and dreamy; but said my father I'll regret.
A captain's shout was heard, when their ship gone sink and sank;
For they try to escape this nightmare; the cry of a sinking prank.
"The Prince!" A loud cry was heard, and I turned my head to where it was, and to see a falling nightmare and to sight a falling lass;
So I tried to think and swim so fast; I did know I was attached.
And again I saved a prince so dreamy; But my father said ' This should last. '
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