Wandering around is all I know
In this world of black and blue
When I swim to and fro
The lands grow less new
I have bright green eyes
And my skin is pale
My tongue knows no lies
Nor does my nose sense smell
My hearing isn't that good
But I can touch and feel
I breath as the fishes would
With a fancy thing, a gill
I have long flowing hair
Dark blue braids to be exact
My tail fin has a flare
And all of my beads are intact
Above me there is light
And the darkness is below
Fishes and plants are in my sight
What more do I need to know?
In this world of black and blue
When I swim to and fro
The lands grow less new
I have bright green eyes
And my skin is pale
My tongue knows no lies
Nor does my nose sense smell
My hearing isn't that good
But I can touch and feel
I breath as the fishes would
With a fancy thing, a gill
I have long flowing hair
Dark blue braids to be exact
My tail fin has a flare
And all of my beads are intact
Above me there is light
And the darkness is below
Fishes and plants are in my sight
What more do I need to know?
