Written for a fearless friend. British Isle jig type sound.

"A New Adventure Song"

I knew a man who liked to do
What very few had done
His missions never faltered
Until the summit won
He'd climbed the steepest mountains
And burrowed in them, too
But soon lust overtook him
For something new to do

One day as he was running
By the English shore
Thinking what he had done
Had become a bore
Ideas popped into his head
That no real challenge brought
To do what very few had done
He could think of naught

But then one day it came to him
What new thing he could do
He looked into the mirror and grinned
His eyes lit up bright blue
Because he knew it was unique
A wondrous woven tale
If he could spend a day inside
The belly of a whale

Belly of a whale
Oh, belly of a whale
A challenge only one had done
But he would do it just for fun
And, oh, the yarn that would be spun
When he at last had become
The next one to survive inside
The belly of a whale

Belly of a whale
Oh, belly of a whale
Deep under the sea of green
Where only Jonah had e'er been
Internal tourist of baleen
He at last had become
The next one to survive inside
The belly of a whale

Belly of a whale
Oh, belly of a whale
He at last had become
The next one to survive inside
The belly of a whale

BJH
7/11/2010

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This piece reminds me of Amadeus. You know, a belly full of seamen n'all.

*ba dum, tish*