A Blueberry Tale

I’m going to sea in a blueberry boat,
   The murky coastline looks like a root beer float,
      The crested wave surges a dollop of cream,
         Awakes the most welcomed, instilled in their dream,

Friends wanted to go on a strawberry boat,
         With a chocolate sail, they will eat till they bloat,
         I told them to wait, for beyond this great sea,
There are tastier treats, they'll not want to leave,

         A reason why I've got a blueberry boat,
      It's a bait to our treats, a lured feast to gloat,
   It is a magic show, of untold measure,
There are loads and loads, of absolute treasure!


(***Sight still under construction)


2019 September 12
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12 lines x 11 syllables = a perfect 132 syllables

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