Unihedron

Drip, drip, drip—the cave is dark.
In the cave, there is a spark.
 It is time to embark
 With the map that is marked
And avoid, on our sail, every hungry shark.

Splash, splash, splash—the ship travels.
Through the sea and all that unravels.
 And while it is warm
 "It sucks, when there's a storm"
As told by your mates, drinking lime.

A woman dances in the sea, and she is burning.
The ship has to change course, them wheels be turning.
 But all is too late
 As inevitable of your fate
As the lady zaps fireballs and burns your ship.

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