Maggie and milly and molly and may Went down to the beach (to play one day) And maggie discovered a shell that sang So sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles, and Milly befriended a stranded star Whose rays five languid fingers were; And molly was chased by a horrible thing Which raced sideways while blowing bubbles, and May came home with a smooth round stone As small as a world and as large as alone. For whatever we lose (like a you or a me) It's always ourselves we find in the sea