Magnus III - Xanadu
My dearest of Fathers
That who be Doctor you in a phone booth
Our Clark Kent that reverse engineered the tent
Memory lapse of that smaller then usual underwear
Perfection to time period hair of Hyperion Debonare
1980’s Mercedes Enterprise class bearded memoirs
Selling Skywalker as first order to fired reporters
Yes to your suprise it is I, “that” daughter
Your favourite right wing news live on a camcorder
Screaming for my ice creamery sanctuary
It’s life with love, our emotional support dairy
Father's old enemy of stained haberdashery
On overnight shipment of mispelled Italian upholstery
Smile of me with those missing teeth lollies
Melt thy heart of no needed sorry
How one must save the world from her shelling mortar
Time be so precious of Fathers to Daughters
Shining sun of my eyes be the most convincing at store
With her golden hair soaring in Summers dawn
Never need to drive far in our sky view car
To this shore we hear the singing from afar
Listen with our elven ears for the calling star
Dancing we are always singing with a sitar
Our ocean melody be this singing sea chorus
Ride the underwater sea horses
Composed to caress her water orchestras
His universal response to no cost she be
On flybuy flights to rehearsal tours
Our post grunge supernova cosmic girl
Reflecting life on her starfield tiara
Take breath of all who witness
This beauty treble clef on debutant ball
Shimmering Isles seen lost crystal palace
Extended night of darkened mind maps befell us
Rising peaks of compositional chasms on tidal balance
How once it sat with view upon horizons door
Whales of wells to call forth
Echoes of fallen Dolphins Murman lore
Pickup those shells sleeping on sea floor
So many years have they held their call
People who stand upon edge of the world
Free to be honey to a hummingbird
Dancing with tassels around our thoughts
Princess Melody of hailing sea
Speak of me in emotions of empathy
Deep in her abyssal sea we sing
Rise to reversed skies the sunken keep
Carefully to delicacy of ancient ear
Gliding ribbons of wings in talons dream
Tell me of secrets that keep us apart
Little Miss rising star from Kryptonian Mars
Happiest of feet dancing to beat
Edges of worlds where our two lights meet
My very own little GT Eleanor
Shelby shells to tell of our spell
Falling amulet ever blue of lost moon
Archway to platforms of trains leaving so soon
Shall we see dear child through rebirth of gates
Hiding lines to find time in our ladies necklace
Cry oh beautiful Isla of ascending shore
Warm my heart in winters storm
Love we wrote on scrolled up notes
Tattered sails shone beards upon sunken boats
Find our Sailors Salem in Sanctum Sanctuary
Lost ghosts we float in bottles of Mobys sea
White lotus by your face to show thy ladies grace
Mend the broken shells
Sitting by your favourite place
Seek the water so shall it call to thee
Hear the tales of ten timbers top we left for you
Sea breeze to toning bells in your Mel shells
Build once more your calling heart by seashore
These Shelby shells of our gateway door
Your blessed ear to hear such love from our core
Sung in memorandum the old drum up North
In passing of moments dared to set free
Whirlpool of dreams release from me
Your mother my dearest love eternally
Always I keep so precious in memory
That dress as it arrests me so radiantly
My final smile found on those lips of honey
Afternoon tea be company for novel mysteries
Sun chair by sea air take breath of me
Perfume thy fragrance of love set free
Tango with this fool my glowing Queen Bee
Whispers of love to my ear as we dance
Our footprints always as two in sand
Never to return but held forever our romance
If only time be losing count in our mind
Life be complete writing chapters of my lifeline
Greatest gift I bestowe upon thee
A Father’s smile in all she be
My Princess of our loving sea
Her Mother’s comet to never depart
My treasured heart
Presenting…….My Marvel Star
