Shark Repellant Poem by Mark Walters

The smell of sweet success,
wafts in upon the morning tide.
My hungry eyes, adventurous,
Can you see your death decried?

A sea of possibilities,
Tingles me along the way,
Another chance encounter?
A rendezvous with human prey!

Can you feel my presence yet?
I'm all a titter and a drooling,
Wanna make a real sure bet;
Whose blood will soon be pooling?

Swim faster, get an inkling,
Your struggles feel sooo good.
My laterals are tingling,
To suckle on your flowing blood.

I'll put my bite fast on you;
I love white meat and dark.
First I'll eye a leg or two,
For me It's all a happy lark.

Closing on my dinner table;
A heady, sweaty, musky stew.
His fear is all so palpable,
Bathes me in a heady brew.

Nibbling just below his rear,
Lets out a gentle gush.
Now he knows with mortal fear,
He'll lose his hairy tush!

Argh, oh no, i'm in distress,
Prospects now are looking poor.
His trunks are an untidy mess,
Once again it's poop de jour!