SeaShells...
Thunder was rolling ,waves were receding,
Sands were being reformed,as I was seceding.
SeaShells! I heard them.
SeaShells! I smelled them.
White shells shone in the cloud light filtering down,
Twilight red hued the horizon,yellow sand wore a mask of brown.
Mermaid sloped and eloped,in splashes of water I groaned,
Inebriated I roamed,In silos I frowned.
SeaShells! I picked them.
SeaShells! I threw them.
I sang with the song of the ocean,
I let the froth of the water wash away my corrosion.
Whipping my hair was the wind inordinate,
Threadbare I carassed the sand,no coordinate!
Imprints on the sand were immortal today,
I could breathe the ocean If I please,if I may.
SeaShells! I counted them.
SeaShells! I pocketed them.
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