The Stingers In Chesapeake Bay

Racing along on the Chesapeake Bay blindly diving into the sea I met with a sting that day I shall never forget I knew not of these strange creatures Growing up near Great Lakes with no threat Floating all around me were small white entities with jellied bodies and stingers several feet Burned and stung I began to scream A friend waded out as a savior Certainly an expedition I wish to never experience again. Never again did I jump blindly in the bay Not even with the dead ones on shore will I play. For the "Jellyfish at the Beach" contest by Susan Mills.