We walked on clouds…we hid in holes…
The ocean claimed the land…behold! One fine liquid morning came an iceberg to my door…
Inside an ancient princess pleaded: “Let me thaw!”
Now she’s balanced on my head…
I swim on high…she takes a breath…
The conversation’s living death…
It’s all beneath the surface! I’ll pay you if you’ll be a lamb and
Freeze me! Sometimes, I can touch her hand…
Sometimes I’m a holy man! The rotor blades sure made a mess
But still they did their level best –
They wrapped her in her favorite dress and
Froze her! Doesn’t matter where I am:
Upon this bed, a frying pan! As centuries passed,
So we evolved. We now live under water! When this frail body falls to bits
I’m prostrate gasping like a fish…
Remember that my dying wish is:
Freeze me! She’s even got a stunning tan…
I’m glad to be of service!
