By a Canadian Had Been Eaten

Read my poetry page by page Lovely beige is the latest rage Sat on seashore day after day While dreaming my life away on back rubbed suntan lotion Wondering about commotion while my body had been drying saw come fish who were flying When appeared a Canadian clown In happiness himself he did drown looked into water and saw a seal who was seeking another meal. To America we returned back After I leaped and hit the sack Seemed to be weather beaten By a Canadian had been eaten