Imagine a Mermaid

Imagine a mermaid, she throws her buxom body onto the granite rock. She is steady, will not slide unlike the terrified witnesses that dare not damp their feet on blackened rock. The warning clear but one tongue leers wanting to touch the magical fish. Thinking himself Poseidon, dangerously possessed, he towers over her, sliding lower and lower onto the sea-lapped boulders. The mermaid with pouty lips and a bodacious hip ignores him, as the ignoramus platypuses* himself toward the sea whip. The stupefied landlubber suddenly seized by fear as mermen with spears, diamond sharp surround the prize. his slip seems to linger, then the ocean lifts him higher and higher — lets go. the fool likely to be speared forgets his lust. suddenly the spears disappear and a tail as furious as a sharks bats him out of the park. it takes some time to get the tourist down from the lighthouse spire. no one will believe what wonders cannot be erased from the eyes. 10/7/2019 platypuses - made this into a verb