Bark the Shark
Bark the shark
There lived a shark whose name was Mr. Bark
He roamed in the Dark
With a spark.
When people saw Mr. Bark
They ran to the park
Never to see his mark.
When he came to the beach
Everyone ran before he could reach
He knew he was the master of the sea
But he was never glee
He felt lonely and sad
He wanted people to know he was not very bad
He had just one thing to say
“Please come and visit me every day.”
Benedict John
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