from the town in which I was born, I heard a man who sailed the seas. in this story, so he told, they all lived, under the sea. in this world of melodic tone, enjoy seas of green, and sky of blue.

When trouble occurred on one side of the land, a signal fire lit in a tower by hand. When darkness surrounds and hope becomes thin, it’s the light shining bright that guides you back in. The farther you get the signal will weaken. A bee brother or sister could be called your. . .

Beethoven created an Ode to me. On someone's face, I'm easy to see. Give a child candy or a toy They'll react with me, whether girl or boy.

Built by children near the shore Protected by knights in historical lore

Despots fear me ‘Rebels’ seek me Every human yearns for me But sadly, some places I cannot be.