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Ann Beaver
Poems
Apr 2013
Scuba
A distorted lens
makes it hard to find your cast.
Got the bends
from ascending too fast.
I was drowning.
I ran out of air
while watching a flounder frowning.
He looked so sad I had to stare.
Sail away.
Raise the mast
Raise the mask
Praise the flask
All to learn:
Be careful when you go diving.
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Ann Beaver
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