Frilled Shark, a terrible poem

Come with me
To the sea
Where it’s very cold
And wet
And blue
And also deep, fathomless, really dark, dark, black, maybe deep blue, some people say it’s green, others with no color perception call the water purple, and deep
Oh, and it’s cold
That is why
I’d die
So high
If I were
A frilled shark

Also I’d die because they carry their babies for 3.5 years.

Frilled Shark
Photo from Wikipedia Commons, ©OpenCage


That’s pretty much it.


©2019 Chelsea Owens

26 thoughts on “Frilled Shark, a terrible poem

  1. joanne the geek July 18, 2019 / 8:03 am

    The problem with being a pregnant shark is that you then have to give birth to sharks. That can’t be pleasant.

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  2. Angela Duggins July 19, 2019 / 12:15 am

    Oh no no no no. That’s too long. Please tell me that they’re done parenting as soon as they plop the babies out?

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Norah July 19, 2019 / 6:06 am

    Three and a half years! No way!


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