Full fathom five thy father lies,
Of his bones are coral made,
Those are pearls that were his eyes,
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change,
into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell,
Hark! now I hear them, ding-dong bell.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Tryin' soooo hard!
The best part is near the end where she tries to use her hands to get her feet into the correct position!