That Naiad couple, Phil and Gwen, were too much last night. They came festooned in watercress and duckweed, like it was some kind
of formal affair. Talk about putting on airs. Completely ignored us nymphs. We're salinated, don't you know. They just went on and on about their brooks and their ponds and their fens and their fountains and their marshes and their waterfalls. Honestly! Don't they know this is an estuary? At least we don't dry up here.
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