The water blue and yet is calm

I lie beneath and do no harm

Though my body large I swim with grace

For I am here and in my place

The deep it rings my mournful cry

And through cresting waves I do fly

It is my way to be below

And on my watery way I go

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But then it comes, and then once more

I hear the crash of that great oar

I raise my head and then but see

Tis human kind who will kill me

That boat it comes but closer yet

Then in my heart I do fret

For I have seen this thing before

How they kill with that great oar

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Still they come yet closer still

They will not be cheated from their kill

I hear now those voices more

Yes preparing that great oar

I see them point, one holds the line

This life they take will be mine

I see that lance now held upright

And flung my way with all his might

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My back is breached the lance is home

Tis hard to think that I am gone

What have these humans done to me

The light now fades, I cannot see

The sea is red, my blood is out

I try to give one last shout

It is no good I am too weak

I would cry pity, if I could speak

No longer free to swim and fly

Now is the time that I must die