Poem submission by Lynn Jago
Simon thought the ocean a puddle
He stepped in and found himself in trouble
All around strange wonderful creatures
Grotesque and joyful were their features
All seemed to play, fair and square
Nobody pointed, nobody stared
What a pleasant place! thought Simon
When I go back, I must remember where to find them!
The land felt so murky after that
He pondered on a rock as he sat
The air was in fact quite smelly, he amused
He felt like a filter being used and abused
I must find a way to join the creatures of the sea!
Maybe a mask and snorkel is all I need be
So he attached a long snorkel to his humanly head
And forever more in the sea he made his bed.