Nothing makes me as happy as the nights
when I can look up at the full moon.
I love to see its rippling, dancing light
on the surface of the Black Lagoon.
It makes me think of the lady who swam with me
in what seemed an underwater ballet.
Her movements were smooth. graceful, and free,
but the men she was with tried to take me away.
They thought they had killed me but here I remain.
I will never leave my only home.
My feelings for her all were in vain
and now I only want to be left alone.
I feel the caress of water and hear the toucans' songs
here in the only place I will ever belong. - Jeff Barnes
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