He painted the ocean
in fifty shades of green and blue
with his mighty paintbrush of perfection!
He sculpted a garden of coral reefs
and barrier reefs for us to see
with his powerful chisel of praise!
He sketched the outlines
of slithering bonefish and Nassau Groupers,
and sneaky Spiny Lobsters and humpback whales
with his graphite pencil of glory!
He shaded the colors of gliding dolphins
drifting sea lions and green turtles
and soaring stingrays
with his pastel sticks of righteousness!
He crafted a collage
of magical starfish, sand dollars, seahorses
conch shells, oysters, clams and seaweed
with his scissors, glue
and construction paper of greatness!
I'd love to live a sea life,
there's just so much to do.
It would never ever be boring,
in the deep deep ocean blue.
I could juggle with clownfish,
sunbathe with the rays,
take off with the pilot whales,
and go blading with skates
Blow balloons with the pufferfish,
play pool with a shark
go hunting with sea lions,
teach a dogfish to bark
I could strum with guitarfish,
play piano with tunas,
make jazz with a bass,
then go solo with groupers
And we'd all have sea-cucumber sandwiches for lunch,
and jellyfish for desert.
A Table of Four
The convention room was filled to capacity
There were four to each table
Not one, with just three
The atmosphere was charged with smiles and delight
Opportunities to put faces with names
What a beautiful sight
Cause we were laid back, no nervousness or fright
There was laughter and cheers
From the groupers
There were no strangers here
Just us soupers
My table consisted of
Adrienne Gresham
Carol Brown
Dr. Ram Meta
Carolyn Devonshire
‘I’m ready for my close up’
Said Grouper Dorcas Rose
‘Just let me sign these autographs
And then I’ll strike a pose’
‘I’d hate to disappoint my fans,’
Said Trouper Dorcas Rose.
‘For Fans with Fins are fickle,
And they irritate ones nose.’
‘We Groupers are gregarious
Of that there is no doubt,
but shoals of fans just aggregate
can you Airbrush them out?’
‘Ones stuck you see in this melee,’
Said Super Dorcas Rose.
‘So you just film and I’ll just swim,
We’ll play it as it flows.
‘I’m ready for my close up’
Said Grouper Dorcas Rose
‘Just let me sign these autographs
And then I’ll strike a pose’
‘I’d hate to disappoint my fans,’
Said Trouper Dorcas Rose.
‘For Fans with Fins are fickle,
And they irritate ones nose.’
‘We Groupers are gregarious
Of that there is no doubt,
but shoals of fans just aggregate
can you Airbrush them out?’
‘Ones stuck you see in this melee,’
Said Super Dorcas Rose.
‘So you just film and I’ll just swim,
We’ll play it as it flows.
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