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The last time I went to the beach
Watching my grandson play
He was caught by rogue wave
Was being pulled out of the way

I tried to run through waist deep 
Water, to pull him safely in
Just had grabbed into my clinch
When a horrible a pain did begin

I was sure something humongous
That had bitten me 
Shark had to be his name
I screamed and let go and no one came

I ran to get the child again
Even though I was in terrible pain
Just as I had him in my grip
The thing bit me again

I held on this time 
Dared to not let go
In horrendous pain
I pulled him safely to the shore

When I got out of the water
The pain was even worse
I went back and washed 
In the sea water to try to ease the hurt

We evetually got to a pharmacy
To see what they suggest
He gave me some medicine
With which to keep the places wet

The lesson that I learned from this
Be careful at the beach
Because there could be something lurking
Just under your feet

(It was a jelly fish which I never saw and he stung me twice. I had places on my thighs and 
both lower legs. To this day I have an indented place on my lower leg where I guess the skin 
was digested by the poison.  Two weeks after it happened I shaved my legs and the intense 
pain started again and I had to go to an emergency room.  I had to have shots cortizone and 
dose packs and anti-itch creams and antibiotics.  This was no fun.  I do not have an 
understanding husband and this was one of those hurts that was in the poem "Unloved".)

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