Kissers Beware Poem by Ima Ryma

Off the coast of Mexico, I
Spied a nice looking sailing boat.
Being quite a curious guy,
Right over to it I did float.
The folks on board did seem surprised,
And quite excited to see me.
A bunch of tourists I surmised.
Hung over the boat's side they be,
And looked like the railing might break.
I thought to go, but stayed instead.
In hindsight that was a mistake.
They locked their lips upon my head.

I sunk that boat by flip of tail.
Human kissing disgusts this whale.