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- Coconut Wand 14 1/4" Essence of Star Dust
Hi guys! Here I have an awesome poll......
Ilana and I were arguing over this, so we made it into a poll.
Obviously this is the dullest
Bear in mind that I'm a 'Nautilus Singer'. And have to sing it at some assemblies with the rest of the Southern Hesperides (that's our real name.) Yawn.
Also, it's really slow and long.
Ilana and I were arguing over this, so we made it into a poll.
Obviously this is the dullest

Bear in mind that I'm a 'Nautilus Singer'. And have to sing it at some assemblies with the rest of the Southern Hesperides (that's our real name.) Yawn.
Also, it's really slow and long.
This is the ship which poets feign,
sails the unshadowed main.
The ventrous barque which flings on the sweet summer winds, it's purple wings.
In gulfs enchanted where the siren sings,
And coral reefs lie bare.
Where the cold sea maidens rise to sun their streee-ee-eaming hair.
<slow musical interlude>
It's web of living gauze no more unfurl,
Wrecked is the ship of pearl.
And every chambered cell
Where it's dim dreaming life was wont to dwell.
As the frail tenant shaped it's glowing shell,
Before thee lies revealed,
It's irised ceiling rent
It's sunless cry-ii-ipt insealed.
<more slow music>
Stole with soft steps its shiiining archway through
Built up it's idle door.
Stretched in it's last found home and knew the old the old no mooooore.
<music>
Build thee more stately mansions,
Oh, my, soul,
As the swift season's roll..
Leave thy low vaulted past,
Leave thy low vaulted past,
Let each new temple nobler than the last.
Shut thee from heaven with a dome, more, vaaast!
Build thee more stately mansions,
Oh, my, soul.
'Till thou at length are freee-ee
Leaving, thy outworn shell,
Leaving, thy outworn shell,
By lifes unresting sea. By life's unresting... unresting seeeeeaaaaaa........................!!!!!!!!!!!
<pupils sigh 'thank goodness it's over'>
sails the unshadowed main.
The ventrous barque which flings on the sweet summer winds, it's purple wings.
In gulfs enchanted where the siren sings,
And coral reefs lie bare.
Where the cold sea maidens rise to sun their streee-ee-eaming hair.
<slow musical interlude>
It's web of living gauze no more unfurl,
Wrecked is the ship of pearl.
And every chambered cell
Where it's dim dreaming life was wont to dwell.
As the frail tenant shaped it's glowing shell,
Before thee lies revealed,
It's irised ceiling rent
It's sunless cry-ii-ipt insealed.
<more slow music>
Stole with soft steps its shiiining archway through
Built up it's idle door.
Stretched in it's last found home and knew the old the old no mooooore.
<music>
Build thee more stately mansions,
Oh, my, soul,
As the swift season's roll..
Leave thy low vaulted past,
Leave thy low vaulted past,
Let each new temple nobler than the last.
Shut thee from heaven with a dome, more, vaaast!
Build thee more stately mansions,
Oh, my, soul.
'Till thou at length are freee-ee
Leaving, thy outworn shell,
Leaving, thy outworn shell,
By lifes unresting sea. By life's unresting... unresting seeeeeaaaaaa........................!!!!!!!!!!!
<pupils sigh 'thank goodness it's over'>