Floating Candies
In the aquamarine tranquil sea,
a huge torpedo ,shot right at me,
super King was its size,
stinky scent of dead mice,
Brown spots on my new white bikini.
Charma
(Not for the contest,inspired by Caroline's limerick's sea contest..and by a true
story,twisted to a tale:)
Ps.I don't know if this passes for a limerick,If it does,this would be my first:)
(I could see the relief on the red cheeked boy's face and feel his Victory over
my death:)
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