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| Friendly Shark | |
| a shark was floating in the sea and thought about the why of what it was that made him want the swimmers that swam by was it their legs and tasty toes? the answer at last came to him then wondered he, submerged in wet with teeth all white and fins waxed clean but no one spoke one word or two.. the shark thought that the air was thin |
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| During a recent lunch break at home i found myself chatting with a 4 year old about chicken people. The conversation eventually drifted to my t-shirt and the image of a shark which was on it. The young lad thought the shark was smiling and i wondered if there are friendly sharks. The first draft of this poem was written less than 60 minutes later. The lovely artwork was produced by Sarah Zurawell, a famous pugilist from an igloo in Canada. I particularly like the sign with a shark face next to a "#1". The yellowish stain on the bottom left side is a result of storing the artwork in my trunk for half a month. Sorry. | |