Mermaids Comb

In depths of blue, where waves do roam,

There lies a mermaid's treasured comb.

With pearls and shells, adorned so fair,

It glimmers, as sunlight dances in her hair.

A gift from the sea, a magical find,

This comb, enchanted, a treasure aligned.

With every stroke through tresses long,

It weaves the melodies of a siren's song.

Its teeth, like coral, so smooth and fine,

Caress each strand, like a love divine.

Untangling knots with a gentle grace,

Leaving mermaids' locks in flawless embrace.

Oh, mermaid's comb, of secrets untold,

It holds the whispers of tales of old.

From shipwrecks deep to forgotten lore,

It carries the stories of the ocean floor.

So cherish this relic from the briny deep,

And in its presence, let your imagination leap.

For in its gleaming beauty, we find a trace,

Of the enchantment and wonder of the mermaid's grace.