A shining star in a cloudy night's sky,
During the days of yore, of times gone by.
It guided the ships towards their ports,
Explorers, merchants, pirates, and all sorts.
On a privateer, an old sea captain sought,
To steal the star, for it could not be bought.
He reached his body over his vessel's bow,
"I'll take this star, yes! I'll show you how!"
As he fell overboard, his crewmen laughed,
"What a silly ol' fool! He must be daft!"
Trying not to sink, for help he cried,
His crew shouted back, "Yer Neptune's bride!"
Startled, he saw the star upon the sea,
His eyes widened and filled with glee!
He swam over to grab it, reached out with his hands,
Yet all he could grab were handfuls of sand.
For he woke up from lying on a beach in Miami,
The night was still young, the weather still balmy.
As he looked up above, that bright star still shone,
That's when the travellin' dreamer thought he should go home.
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