Under the sea where the mysteries are,
The sunken ships with pirate’s treasures and bodies never to be seen again.
Under the sea where the predators wait,
Where the corals move and the fishes play.
Under the sea where the divers go to explore the sea beds and reefs.
Under the sea looks so quiet from above but it’s alive with the mysteries of the deep.
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