Dentata Poem by Douglas Scotney
Dentata
The big 'stick' you're on
while waiting for waves
in Northern New South Wales,
gives you a chance against a shark;
the number of survivors inspirits.
But the little one you wave around
in the forests of the leopards of Lanka,
unaware they're there,
gives you little chance;
survivors do not abound.
Giving chance with survival is wise always. Waiting for such waves is interesting really.10
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5/3/2024 11:25:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I think the prospect of being eaten alive is not a good. Either leopard or shark both are good hunters.