Originally written 12/20/2012
Under the sea,
Reading a human book.
The ink runs a little,
And the pages slightly stick.
But I can read it.
. . .
Under the sea,
Absorbed in English words.
It tells of swords and heroes,
The good and the bad.
The ink is fading.
. . .
Under the sea,
Reading this interesting book.
These things are dated,
Is it private?
The dates come less often now.
. . .
Under the sea,
Puzzling at the words now.
The writer mentions a boat out to sea,
Was it the writer's boat?
Did all this really happen?
. . .
Under the sea,
There are no more pages to read.
It just stopped quickly.
The last words written,
Are pleads of help.
. . .
Under the sea,
Are creatures called mermaids.
We pull you under to us,
And then steal your things.
We never regret our damage until the deeds are done.
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