The Way to Summon a Mermaid

 

Sing this song:

Upon the morning of one summer
I carelessly did stray
Down from the walls of wapping
Where I met a sailor gay
Conversing with a bouncing lass
Who seem’d to be in pain
Saying, William when you go
I fear you’ll ne’er return again
His hair it does hang in ringlets
His eyes as black as coal
May happiness attend him
Wherever he goes
From tower mountain to blackwall
I ramble, weep, and moan
All for my jolly sailor bold
Until he does return
My father is a merchant
The truth I now will tell
And in great London city
In opulence doth dwell
His fortune doth exceed
300,000 gold
And he frowns upon his daughter
Who loves a sailor bold
A fig for his riches
His merchandise and gold
True love is grafted in my heart
Give me my sailor bold

You will need the following items for this spell:

Voice Have to have used a mermaid spell an are a mermaid

Casting Instructions for ‘How to Summon a Mermaid’

Sing this song:
Upon one summer’s morning
I carelessly did stray
Down by the walls of wapping
Where I met a sailor gay
Conversing with a bouncing lass
Who seem’d to be in pain
Saying, William when you go
I fear you’ll ne’er return again
His hair it does hang in ringlets
His eyes as black as coal
May happiness attend him
Wherever he goes
From tower hill to blackwall
I ramble, weep, and moan
All for my jolly sailor bold
Until he does return
My father is a merchant
The truth I now will tell
And in great London town
In opulence doth dwell
His fortune doth exceed
300,000 gold
And he frowns upon his daughter
Who loves a sailor bold
A fig for his riches
His merchandise and gold
True love is grafted in my heart
Give me my sailor bold
Should he return in pov’ty
From o’re the sea far
To my tender bosom
I’ll press my jolly tar
My sailor is as smiling
As the month of May
And frequently we have wandered
Through Ratcliffe highway
Where many a pretty blooming girl
We happy did behold
Reclining on the bosom
Of her jolly sailor bold
Come all you pretty fair maids
Whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor bold
That plows the raging sea
While up aloft
In storm or gale
From me his lack mourn
And firmly pray
Arrive the day
He home will secure return
My name it’s Maria
A retailer’s daughter fair
And I’ve left my parents
And three thousand pounds a year
My heart is pierced by Cupid
I disdain all glittering gold
There is nothing
However, my jolly sailor bold

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