"I met a man, his name was Bob
He was shorter then six inches.
He told me that he wanted the job
(When I poke him he flinches).
I asked him for his credentials,
He told me he had none,
But said that he had the potential
To be my number one.
I said that I would give him
A chance to prove his worth,
So I told him jump in and swim
And this gave him much mirth.
I look upon the ocean,
It has been ten long years,
I'm starting to get the notion
That he'll never reappear.
When I look across the ocean at night
I sometimes hear a faint sound.
It gives me the chills of fright
Because I think that Bob has drowned..."
"I see the man out on the beach
The one who gave me this job.
Sadly the shore's just out of reach
And I begin to sob.
We are so close, but yet so far
He'd save me if he knew
That I sit out here upon a bar.
If only, only he had a clue..."
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