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Misunderstood – A Poem
I spend my life in the sea
Soaring and gliding,
Away from Orcas I flee
I don’t feel like having my liver eaten
No, not today
But the sand is so soft and warm
So for now, here is where I’ll lay
I spy a morsel of food
Hidden amongst the grains,
A nice bite puts me in a good mood,
But still you think I’m rather strange
I can’t help but laugh when I see you notice me
You cough and you splutter,
Your eyes, as wide as they can be
I watch as you throw yours arms up in dismay
But the truth is,
If I don’t like the look of you, I’ll just swim away.
Yes, I do have a barb
It’s on the base of my tail
It’s my defence, my only guard
Not for you, so stop looking so pale.
I’m not as scary as you think, you see
Watch as I fly
I like to be free
If you respect me, I’ll resect you too
I live in the ocean!
I’m quite the marvel, its true
So next time you’re out
And you see someone like me
Do me a favour
Let us poor fellas be!
We’re not out to get you
I promise, it’s true
Just give us some space
And we can be friends too
- Earl the Eagle Ray