Let’s Not Get Eaten by a
Shark
The gentle ripples of the
bay,
Propel our kayaks on their
way.
I always say as we embark,
Let’s not get eaten by a
shark.
The sun is high and so’s
our mood.
It’s not the time to sulk
or brood.
The views are great in
this lush park.
Let’s not get eaten by a
shark.
We forward stroke a long
way out.
We watch for fin or flat,
smooth snout.
Those teeth would surely
leave a mark.
Let’s not get eaten by a
shark.
The whales amaze, the seals
amuse.
Though this wild life I
gladly choose,
when we go in, it’s almost
dark.
Let’s not get eaten by a
shark.
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