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Created on: April 17, 2008
Can you see it?
The golden shimmer
Of this underwater world
With its residents
In schools of pride and discipline
And there's the Master!
Look at him spread
His wings wide, his tail long
He is the one everyone looks up to
Oh, the flowers,
The glorious flowers
Of down under
Moving to the beats and rhythm
Of the underwater theme
Can you see it?
The forgotten vessel
The forbidden palace of adventure
Steeped in history
And of course, rust and danger
Look up, watch out
The naked lady is out
But, do be careful...
The prettier she is,
The more fatal
Can you see it?
Close your eyes, go on...
Can you see it now?
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