Part Take

Lighten up, little mermaid
Here be dances far to play
Jitters and lopsided opium ridden cheeks
Intermediary not that fat to fit a day

There’s a city in the debtland,
It is close to wonderland,
Only when the reigns of Great Fog diminish though
Possibly a friend and not a foe

Millennia of stepping on your toe
Fiends and yields afore, afore
Lie to me not evermore

By the goodness gracious
Darkest dayquest,
Rains lye, further further

Kinship, where and when it present
Tar, that too has not one thing to follow
No more, no more than figures remnant
Here, have some time, and more to borrow