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David Corman

(Oklahoma City)

Grey Ocean


While walking on her beach
I met an Ocean
This event will stay with me forever
This is why

While looking very closely at the Ocean,
I noticed that it was Grey
This startled me
I had thought that all Oceans were blue
Not Grey

I looked at the Ocean and said
'Why on earth are you Grey? '

It let out a cry which stated
'Well, because I'm made of stones! '

I asked it why it was stone
It then told me long tale
About how children use to throw rocks at the Ocean
It said that the rocks slowly filled up the Ocean
This anger me greatly

So now
Everytime I see a child throwing rocks at oceans
I tell them the story of the Grey Ocean

They never believe me.

Submitted: Thursday, January 29, 2009

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