Shark
You cut through the water,
as though it was butter.
Yet all of your movements
are as graceful as a model
How could anyone hate you?
In life, you are one of the most
feared creatures on earth
With teeth as sharp as a sword,
you eat everything
Your body is lean and mean,
No human could ever out run you
You come in just about every
shape, size, and color;
Some as big as a bus, or as small as a pen
Your kind as been
“terrorizing” the oceans
Ever since the beginning of time
My love for you is that which is unexplainable
If I were to die by your teeth;
I could and would die happy
This poem was written by Dan Finlayson on Sep 18, 2006.
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Some how, I kind of doubt that, you ever been bit by a shark? lol