If he could fly as a bird,
If he could float as a flotsam,
If he could swim as a fish,
Maryland, just there,
Would he fly-float-swim-go?
Annapolis or Baltimore, she must be.
If he could fly, float, or swim,
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Would guard-guide the way to her,
Only to her,
Mild as dew, will she?
Dry-cool his solitary sweat from sun.
Red as a tongue of fire, she will,
Dry-warm his solitary soak from sea.
Forever and ever, forever,
If he could fly, float, or swim,
Without wings, lifebuoy, or fins and gills.
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