Extoll your hate of Valentine's Day (was: Extoll the virtues of your love!!)

Michael Morris

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Yes, Valentines Day is fast approaching, and once again the off topic forum swaps name in the inane tradition started by... Oh.. I think Nemry. Where is Nemry anyway??
 
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The Wild Blue Sea

Love songs and poems rule.

Ellin Ellane was a fair maid
Who sailed upon the seas
Her journeys took her to many ports
But never home to me
I fear I'll never see the day
That she'll return to me
For I her husband threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea
I searched a time in Rivenport
For the Land Beneath the Sea
The Kingdoms once called Balcridan
Their songs did call to me
And Ellin Ellane said "Folly,
True folly there to seek,"
So I her husband threw to
The arms of the wild blue sea
I stand upon the sandy shoals
And ponder on what should be
And wonder if I shall ever find
The kingdom beneath the sea
For once I had companionship
In pursuing this distant dream
For aye, I threw my love into
The arms of the wild blue sea.
And think you not this sailor weeps
For the maid took by the sea?
Aye in my heart I always weep
For the vision held in my e'e
And think you that I was a fool
Myself I should agree,
For I her husband threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea.
For ages it seemed I roamed the lakes
Which surround our kingdom's three
But never pardon my heart could make
To return Ellane to me
For it seems that any port of call
Through my searches that I reach --
There find she left at last nightfall
To a place beyond my reach.
As so I regret, Oh so I regret --
The decision for which I now bleed
In heart, for I threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea.
I wonder, ponder, through these lands
As a soul who forever dreams
I wonder, ponder, how could these hands
Throw her to the wild blue sea.
It was fate I argue to myself
That I'd lose to the wild blue sea.
A contest I should have ne'er began
Against the wild blue sea.
For she is alive, she taunts me still
In the sanctum of my dreams
And there she dictates my only will
To return her from the sea.
But she is spurned, and though I yearn
She shall not return to me
For I her husband threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea.
Now I am old, and soon will die,
Her face ne'er again to see.
But it is the fate I do deserve
For her banishment to the sea.
Though my countrymen call me hero
For my war on piracy
I shall never forget the look in her eyes
When I banished her to the sea
They paint me villian even now
Though hero most think me to be
And though a country mourns my plight
For acts which did endear me
I shall always be villian in the light
Of her eyes as she fell in the sea.
Yes, she is drowned, I killed her there
In the middle of the Talcasin Sea
When she my rage had rendered forth
By accusing me of fallacy
But fallacy would be my fate
Upon the wild blue sea
I threw her with all of my hate
To the storm and the wild blue sea
And forever afterward I've been prisoner
To the call of the wild blue sea
Nowhere I could go beyond her call
And that of the wild blue sea.
And ever onward to madness I fall
As a storm on the wild blue sea
'Tis fitting perhaps that I lose my life
To the arms of the wild blue sea
For forty years I searched in vain
Her return from the wild blue sea.
Here to find on stone her name
In sight of the wild blue sea
It says she died upon a day
While upon the wild blue sea
When I, her husband, threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea.
 




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