With Marina, in Marina With Sunshine in sunshine Double joy, double blessing Moment of happiness A red kiss "Now you have to redo it." Too romantic music Message of a new present And under the old one Your breasts Can I? We have agreed. The upper half is mine. I am a good consumer. The down bit. A fish's body. Sexless. Ever virgin. Maybe! The myth of the mermaid. Maybe the truth is like today's sunshine Disturbed by a cold wind But warmed by a growing passion. Maybe there is more to it than just A fleshy fish. Sunshine. Time does not stand still. Let us move to see Bridget. (I like to hold you). How can you find a husband In a world of celibacy and divorce. Bridget, you need intelligent tricks Which may work Or may hold your bottom up to the world. It is fun. Mermaid smiles. The fish is solid. Can I have a bit of my upper part. I am hungry. What did I have for lunch: Fish and this English thing. Chips, chops? And that nice cup of coffee under the sun. Oh, cruel thing. You wanted to leave me in this solitary land. Without a good-bye. What is great about great Yarmouth? It has neither beauty nor youth. But I enjoyed its Garibaldi Watching you moving like a dolphin 75% drunk It was not Britania Pier You were sane then We did not finish the discussion This ever present subject: The present past imperfect. But, oh, also I know something about language We can talk, talk, talk, and analyse This ABC This XYZ It is all the difference That gives you the upper half Surpasses your fishiness Gives you charm Letting you to be witch Let's finish our talk at Sunnyside guesthouse Let us listen to the lullaby of this Too romantic music And ssssleep "I like to hold you." No coat. No tie. Unbutton your shirt. This is the order of Garibaldi. Yes, let's have Italian Lasagne Or pasta Or .....?