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DREAMING OF MERMAIDS

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I’ve never wanted to be

A mermaid, ’cause I’m a “he”…

Being a woman is rough,

Thinking like one is tough,

I’d rather let her be the “she”.

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In school Mermaid and Merman,

Poetry shaped as it can….

In Art Class we made

Pictures color inlaid,

The regret of the Merman.

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One blogger I’ve read attests

He’s practiced the drawing of breast”’

His mermaids

Are visual aids

Of anatomical loveliness.

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I dreamt of them more as a teen,

For excitement, if you know what I mean…

Not as much since then–

Probably marriage was when

I had little need then to dream!

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Some artists apply clams

Or weeds to mammary glands…

Suitable to pick

For display in public,

Though many like uncovered glands.

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As I get older

My dreams turn colder…

Mermaid or not

Isn’t as hot,

So generally—I do not.

–Jonathan Caswell

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