Stitch up the nets but the patch won't stay
As the nail beds rest in the calico hay
The Fiji Mermaid dressed in macrame's
Wading road in the fork and a bend
Melting like wax as that once full moons
Now waning ersatz acts an insufferable bore
Sharp Shots dull as a harlequins sword
When doing as you please doesn't please you anymore
Stick of the match as the paraffin show
Drop a nickel to watch the asparagus grow
The stone in what shell?
You sure like to know now don't you?
A loom in the heir as the medicine came
But you'll miss having someone to blame
For your sadness, now won't you?
Well maybe there'll be a bakery hiring
We'll knead a little dough to get by
verse
Did you come knocking on my door
Or did I come to yours?
Whose ship came washed up on whose shore?
And from what ocean floor?