Whoosh! The sea gulls dipped, and
descended upon the sea,
Whoosh! Glided down did they, in the
wild sea breeze,
Peering into the waters, preparing for
a feast!
I glanced down from my perch, into the
deep blue shimmery,
Whoosh! A school of silver sisters
surged past me,
Whoosh! Menacing beaks began a feeding
spree,
Whoosh! The hundred sisters then became
three!
My eyes drifted to the horizon, and I
started to see,
A trio of beings flopped and floundered
in the crystal sea,
Feet of ducks, skins of seals, fuel strapped on backs;
they were an aberration to the natural scenery.
Whoosh! In a flash, the sea hit my sailboat and
sprayed me in glee.
Whoosh! The seagulls screeched my way,
breaking my reverie,
The creatures approached, ravenous
they be,
Whoosh! My form jolted down to shield my crackers and brie, but in my haste
Whoosh! Into the dark abyss, dived my soothing Jasmine green tea.... TO ITS DOOM
By Noel Fong
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