The Jelly Fish and Me

I had an experience when I was six, That scarred me for all time; Something that is in my mind, transfixed, I was victim of a horrible crime; While walking along the beach that day, I spotted a pretty shell; I made a beeline towards the spray, Where that pretty shell did dwell; Giggling and skipping towards my prize, I wasn’t watching where I put my feet; I took a jelly fish by surprise, And he couldn’t make his retreat; He was startled by the tiny child That trod on top of him; Scared, shocked, afraid and riled, He threw his tentacles around my limbs; I screamed like I had been stabbed, But I couldn’t break his grip; He was holding tight to what he’d grabbed, And that was when I tripped; I went down hard still dragging him, He put up one heck of a fight; Screaming and crying, my prospects look grim, Till Mom came and made it alright; This wasn’t the first time that I’d been told, To watch out where I put down my feet; But I guarantee that low and behold, That lesson was learned in complete; To this day I watch where I walk, Whether on the beach or not; Cause that one time was so much of a shock, It’s something I never forgot! ~I was in Corpus Christi-I dont' think that Jelly Fish ever forgot me either~ ~1st Place in the "Jelly Fish" Contest~