Gliding through the ocean on waterproof wings
Razor sharp scales cut through the wake with ease
Something bright shining in the distant dark
The barb on the hook takes hold of the shark
Pulled up to the surface the fisherman smiles
Until he realizes his catch was naught but a child
Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 8:52 PM UTC
Gliding through the ocean on waterproof wings
Razor sharp scales cut through the wake with ease
Something bright shining in the distant dark
The barb on the hook takes hold of the shark
Pulled up to the surface the fisherman smiles
Until he realizes his catch was naught but a child
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