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Who Wants To Swim

Looking at a blood red sea, and watching the bones swim by is quite an oddity I assure you. But not for long, I predict, for man has learned well, how to produce such scenes, with such wonderful creations as pollution and disease. Beaches covered with needle trees will soon be a grand sight. For we consider oceans to be bottomless pits, but they are good gardeners of the shores and plant our trash well. Swimming will become an expensive pastime, for the toxic water will turn our skin to jelly and we will flow back to the coast, where someone will pour us in a mold so we can pollute once more.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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