The sharks live in the ocean, y’all,
Antoni told me so.
We cannot swim within the sea
the sharks will surely know.
They lie beneath the whackish waves
to splunder all our bones,
to stab our legs with teeth like steel
and drag us to their homes.
Who knows what goes on down below
where gloomsome light declines?
The Shark-feast mega gala fest
the kind that eats our minds!
No no, you cannot change my view
those waves are crests of death!
I will not test a toe inside
a place that ends my breath.
Oh so, my brother made it fine
and Mom has joined him too!
The sharks are full of freakish plans
and gobble fools like you.
No I’ll just sit here on the beach
and covid my deprive.
I’ll miss the splash the sploosh, the spray
but see…I’ll be alive.
Photo by: Melanie Wupperman