16 – Swimming To America

v.1.3

Hiding on the Mayflower as a stowaway 
It was smooth sailing until halfway 
When I was discovered to my dismay 
I cried and plead to let me stay 
They threw me overboard anyway 
Swimming to America - I lost my way 
 
Floating, in Neptune's bed I lay 
I close my eyes and begin to pray 
"If only a wave would come," I say 
"One I could surf oh~so far away 
From this Bermuda triangle bay" 
No such wave comes night or day 

I stare at unchanging skies of gray 
Something catches my eye in May 
Captivating - a brilliant Blue Jay 
He flies down to tell me I'll be okay 
Still don't know what to make of USA 
But I trust the birds won't lead me astray 

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[polished - 31 Oct. 2022] 

 Hiding on the Mayflower, a stowaway 
 It was smooth sailing until halfway 
 When I was discovered, to my dismay 
 Crying, I plead them "let me stay!" 
 Still - was thrown overboard anyway 
 §wimming to America ~ I lost my way 
 
 Floating ~ in Neptune's bed ~ I lay 
 To close my eyes, and begin to pray 
 "If only waves would awaken," I say 
 "Some I could surf ~ oh~so far away 
 From black Bermuda's triangle bays" 
 Not a one wave comes ~ night or day 

 I stare at unchanging skies of Grey 
 Something catches my eyes early May 
 So captivating ~ brilliant Blue~Jay 
 Flying down to tell me I'll be okay 
 §till - unsure, what to make of USA 
 But trust Jays won't lead me astray