Oceanic Encounters of a Pinching Kind
Swimming in the ocean
a wincing couple pinches
Little creature on my leg
not more than six or seven inches
I looked again, to my surprise
Hello! - a trilobite!
Two pincers jutting from its head
tiny, fearsome sight
I scolded it: 'You are extinct'
'Now go away and I won't tell
You'll get to live another day.'
He stayed... So, I swatted him
to prehistoric hell ~
THE STUPID ONE-CELL DUMBBELL
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023
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