See that faraway land
With the massive rock on top?
Yes, that one!
I made it myself, you see
Well, not entirely me
I had gotten help
For that birch near my rock
Right next to the dry-laid stone well
Please, mind your step
As you leave the ship
There'll be vicious sharks
Ready to chomp and tear as they please
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