The water flows in,
no matter the seal.
I'd expect it is cold,
but my legs I can't feel.
I push at the window,
yet it will not give.
This tempered glass
doesn't want me to live.
I close all the vents,
but can't get afloat.
Oh how I wish
I had purchased that boat.
But no wishful thought
can rescue me now,
I'll bloat and I'll swell,
till I'm the size of a cow.
Maybe then I'll be found,
but until that day,
I'll dive to the ground.
Q: What happened to this man?
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Answer to previous: Himself. He's a zommmmmmbie.
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