Some fine day
One lucky mate
While others clutch their pints
We’ll set a spell
Watch, then walk on by
Into the green
Arm in arm
Click our heels
There’s your magic
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Sullivan Sailed
He blinked
Lifted his eyes to the skies
Cast them down
And jumped ship
So she would save him
She cool waters
Buoyed up hope
Smoothed the rocky shores
And slowed to a walk
So he would catch her
One dreamed this
Called by unspoken voices
Imagined as they were
And Sullivan sailed
So as to prove it