I once had stars for eyes
a draw a pull inescapable
and you would drink from my river
and bath in my waters

At my lowest beneath the surface
I can be so sharp and jagged
and my easy floater couldnt hack it
his feet searching for shore

The current strong
as I pushed him along
A ride not soon forgotten
and mercifully I spit him out

But he'll still have to face my serpants