Carmel-by-the-Sea
When 19 good years had come to pass,
Melissa lived by the sea, did she,
in a quaint little house by the sea.
We all felt someone should visit the lass
and witness her life by the sea, thought we,
but who, pray tell, should it be?
As her mother I knew what I had to do
and flew to my child by the sea, just me,
to her quaint little house by the sea.
We danced and we sang, grew tipsy with brew
and walked hand-in-hand by the sea, did we,
in the moonlit sand by the sea.
When 19 good years had come to pass,
Melissa lived by the sea, did she,
in a quaint little house by the sea.
We all felt someone should visit the lass
and witness her life by the sea, thought we,
but who, pray tell, should it be?
As her mother I knew what I had to do
and flew to my child by the sea, just me,
to her quaint little house by the sea.
We danced and we sang, grew tipsy with brew
and walked hand-in-hand by the sea, did we,
in the moonlit sand by the sea.
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