Poems about sharks

Sharks Have Vulnerability To Trojan Horses

Red herrings feasted on the sharks in the poker game
Clever deceit took a bite out of the chip eaters fame
Fishes at the table were the sharks
Viet Nam shadowed the US hallmarks
David felled Goliath, too, with a good slingshot aim

Logan Robertson

6/10/17

THE SHAKS ARE THE TERRORISTS GETTING THEIR OWN BACK ON THE SOUTH COAST


YOU SEE WHEN THE TERRORISTS DIED, THERE IS NO WAY KNOW TO MAN THAT THEY

AREN'T GOING TO EXCEPT DEFEAT, LIKE A COWARD, SO THEY INJECTED THEIR SOUL

AGAINST BUUDHA'S ADVICE, TO BRING SHARKS CLOSE TO BEACHES ON THE NSW NORTH AND

SOUTH COAST, YOU SEE, WE NEED TO GET RID OF THESE SHARKS, BUT THE TERROSIST

SOULD IN THE SHARKS WON'T BUDGE, YEAH THIS IS THE WAY TO TRAP AUSTRALIA

BECAUSE THEY LOOK AT IT AS BEING A FORCE OF NATURE, SO HEAPS OF TERRORISTS

WHICH ARE DEAD, YOU SEE THE HEAD TERRORIST IN CHARGE OF THE SHARK ATTACKS, IS

OSAMA BIN LADEN, SAYING AUSTRALIANS ARE SO FUCKEN GULLIBLE, YA KNOW WITH ALL

THE SHARKS, IN THE WATER, THEY WILL STILL SWIM OR SURF IN THE DANGEROUS WATERS

AND THEY MADE THE SHARK ATTACK THESE AUSTRALIANS, AND EACH AUSTRALIAN WAS

TRYING TO FIND WAYS TO GET RID OF THESE SHARKS, BUT OSAMA WON'T BUDGE

AND NONE OF THE OTHER TERRORISTS DON'T BUDGE EITHER

YA SEE OSAMA BIN LADEN IS COMING TO THE NSW COAST

YA SEE OSMA BIN LADEN COMES IN THE FORM OF A SHARK

OSAMA BIN LADEN, GETS IN THE MIND OF TWO PEOPLE ATTACKING SOMEONE IN PYRMONT

AND ALL THE TERRORISTS ARE SITTING SIPPING METHANE SMOOTHIES

ENJOYING THEIR SOULS ATTACKING THESE GULLIBLE AUSTRALIANS

CAUSE PEOPLE SHOULD LISTEN TO THE LIFEGUARD, I KNOW IT'S FUN TO SURF

BUT WE ARE LETTING THE TERRORIST SPIRIT WIN, THEY ATTACK YOU NEARLY DIE

THE SHARK ATTACKS, WE NEARLY DIE, OR DIE, TERRORISTS WIN THE WAR, IN 2014

AND WE STILL LOOK AT THIS AS BEING ANOTHER LIFE THE TERRORISTS SPIRIT HAS CLAIMED WITH THE SHARK

OSAMA BIN LADEN, IS FORCING THE SHARK ATTACKS

OSAMA BIN LADEN, MAKING THE AUSTRALIANS PISSED

OSAMA BIN LADEN IS KILLING US ONE BY ONE

IF THE SHARK IS THERE DON'T SWIM OR SURF

JUST TO MAKE YOU SAFE, AND CALM THE TERRORIST SPIRIT

LET'S TAKE THE SOUL OF THE TERRORISTS OUT OF THE SHARK

AND MAKE THE WATER SAFE TO SWIM OR SURF IN FOREVER AND EVER AMEN

THE DEAD TERRORISTS ARE WINNING WHILE WE DON'T LISTEN TO PEOPLE'S ADVICE

LISTEN TO LIFEGUARDS, AUSTRALIANS

I long for some sharks
To chase me down
Into the dark
And take my crown

Racing streams
It's me and them
Deprived of dreams
I give them hell

And with one
Final
Sound
Emerge
A winner
Of decadent thoughts
And a book full of knots

Don't you want to live forever, she asks
I just do it for the ride

The sharks eyes
Causes more pain
Than its toothless bite.

It often feels like there's an ocean in my heart
Filled with fish and squids and tons of tiny, little sharks
They swim inside my blood and they help my heart to beat
They swim through it in circles, and make it more complete

Without my little ocean, I soon would surely die
The blueness of my blood pumps the color through my eyes
The sharks swim into the walls around the lining of my heart
If they're not more careful, it may rip and tear apart

Sure enough, my heart is torn and pours a bloody waterfall
I've been torn to pieces, and I've never felt so small
My sharks and squids destroyed me, they broke through my heart's wall
All because I found out you never did love me, at all

When we left for the summer,
I suffered the heartbreak that is
Associated with a break up and
A type of sadness that is only
Associated with death.
I'm not sure how I got here.

Always moving.
Always there.
If watched carefully,
They'll be out of your hair.

Don't tell anyone.
Then they'll see.
The swimming sharks.
Inside you, run free.

I've always thought that love was more like water than anything else.
It evaporates so fast, invisible to the untrained eye.
It changes with the moon, depends on the night.
It crashes so fast, eroding like the waves.
It stays unreliable, currents pulling hard.
It changes hands so easy, used by everyone.
It drowns you quick if you're not careful.
I guess that's it's sad that I'm afraid of the ocean.