Whiskers, whiskers - I got a bunch,
As any harbor seal has got.
Whiskers help us to find some lunch -
Seafood, fish and crabs and whatnot,
That underwater we can't see,
Becuz of all the murkiness.
We feel vibrations that there be
Against our whiskers, and guess,
Depending on vibrating size,
If this be a catch of the day.
If so, we're off to grab the prize,
Thanks to the feel good whiskers way.
So when you see a well fed seal,
Whiskers - a big part of the deal.
Whiskers, a good deal of whiskers may help the seals find their meal. Whiskers! ! !
Deal, seal! With the muse of the meal. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
a good descriptive poem of a seals daily antics. Fully enjoyed it.
You've spelled 'because' the way I pronounce it (not 'it', Silly) . bri ;) Why is language/grammar so difficult to master? ? I'll never master it and never try.
'Whiskers - a big part of the deal'. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks.
A beautiful poem, short n sweet and a pleasure to read. Congrats on the poem of the Day.
Beautiful piece of poetry elegantly brought forth in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Ima.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fun, whimsical poem in your usual Shakespearian sonnet pattern. Just one of many great poems you have done. Congrats on having it selected as poem of the day!