You're stranded on a mysterious island,
A very big and exciting island,
You have no idea where you are,
Until you remove your tiny eye lens.
Here comes a woman, tall and fine,
Then you say, "I'm here to make you mine."
Then finally you hear her say,
"That's the 3rd time I've heard that line."
It's you and her and a beautiful lake
And Anything there that's yours to take,
You fear of sleeping, that all is not real
Until you find what is there when you wake.
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