I Made Love To That Shapely Mermaid. Poem by Michael Gale

I made love to that beautiful mermaid named thin lizzy...
She chased me underwater till i was out'ta breath and dizzy.
Bubbles of air escaped my lips...
I sputtered and coffed and digested too many choking sips.
I was frozen and blue and didn't play chicken...
I got down to her naval and just begun lickin'.
I proceeded down south with my mouth...
I nibbled way down south...
I received a fin and metallic blue green scale's sharp edge caught in my mouth.
Where was that sea maiden's magical hole? ...
My tongue was ready but what now is my goal?
I could put my fingers in her golden hair mane...
But later on, i poked and kept pokin but only received a bloody red stain.
Her clam shelled bra originally lured my eyes...
Until i saw her shapely thighs.
What have i gotten myself into? ...
Her schrieking wail made sure we were through.
One night at the bar i spied a womanly babe with a real knock-out tail...
No more fins for me, not even whales!