The Jelly Fish and Me
I had an experience when I was six,
That scarred me for all time;
Something that is in my mind, transfixed,
I was victim of a horrible crime;
While walking along the beach that day,
I spotted a pretty shell;
I made a beeline towards the spray,
Where that pretty shell did dwell;
Giggling and skipping towards my prize,
I wasn’t watching where I put my feet;
I took a jelly fish by surprise,
And he couldn’t make his retreat;
He was startled by the tiny child
That trod on top of him;
Scared, shocked, afraid and riled,
He threw his tentacles around my limbs;
I screamed like I had been stabbed,
But I couldn’t break his grip;
He was holding tight to what he’d grabbed,
And that was when I tripped;
I went down hard still dragging him,
He put up one heck of a fight;
Screaming and crying, my prospects look grim,
Till Mom came and made it alright;
This wasn’t the first time that I’d been told,
To watch out where I put down my feet;
But I guarantee that low and behold,
That lesson was learned in complete;
To this day I watch where I walk,
Whether on the beach or not;
Cause that one time was so much of a shock,
It’s something I never forgot!
~I was in Corpus Christi-I dont' think that Jelly Fish
ever forgot me either~
~1st Place in the "Jelly Fish" Contest~
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