Shark Bait
Porpoise in my sights
My favorite lunch
A seafood delicacy
My teeth like to crunch.
But wait, what is this?
A surfer supreme!
A culinary delight
Great White gourmet dream.
He’s dead in my sights
And dead he’ll soon be
When I spill blood and guts
All over the sea.
I’ll chomp on his bones
And spit out the gristle
I’m a streamlined Great White
A Polaris missile!
With a bad attitude
And a big appetite
I’ll chomp on his head
With a bone-crushing bite!
When I rip out his guts
Man, will that hurt!
I’ll finish him off
And his board for dessert.
This cool surfer dude
Won’t realize his fate.
In a pain-filled instant
He’ll become shark-bait!
08/20/92