Bridges And Balloons

We sailed away on a winters day
With fate as malleable as clay
But ships are fallible,
I sayAnd the nautical, like all things, fades and
ICan recall our caravel:
A little wicker beetle shell
With four fine maste and lateen sails
Its bearings on
Cair Paravel
Oh my love
Oh it was a funny little thing
To be the ones tove seen
The sight of bridges and balloons
Makes calm canaries irritable
They caw and claw all afternoon '
Catenaries and dirigibles
Brace and buoy the living-room
A loom of metal, warp woof wimble'
And a thimblesworth of milky moon
Can touch hearts larger than a thimble
Oh my love
Oh it was a funny little thing
To be the ones tove seen
Oh my love
Oh it was a funny little thing
It was a funny funny little thing