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Sea Legs
Off the ladder without a life jacket.
“Her ascent, was imminent,” said the sea,
“I wasn’t up for all that drowning racket.”
Dives in with her orange vest - carefree,
holding handles, she’s propelled through the deep,
where many ghosts do not talk in their sleep,
and tears of loved ones join many who weep.
The mermaid with a lucid tail; loose lips,
her hourglass figure and tongue making flips;
she’s flippant about the she-human hips.
“What no swishy-tail?! Look at that jacket…”
“She’s not a talent, like you…let her be…
Look at those two legs…think of the upkeep.”
In due time, she-human ascends, then slips.
2/14/2023
Fragmented Rhyme
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Used Howmanysyllables & Rhymezone
Copyright ©
Kim Rodrigues
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