The Jersey Shore Shark Attacks Poem by Robert Sheridan

“Oh, the Bull Shark, had such sharp teeth
And it showed them serrated bright white
But unlike a street mugger with a jackknife
Chose not to keep its weapon out-of-sight.”

“So, when that shark bit, with its sharp teeth
Scarlet colors in the ocean started to spread
No kid gloves did old rogue Bull Shark wear
And there was always, always plenty of red.”

“Now it all happened on the shores of Jersey
Between July 1 and July 12 – year of our lord 1916
The Bull Shark attacked a young Philadelphian
Snuck around the corner, legs were ‘oozin red.”

“There’s a second attack north of Beach Un-Haven
The shark’s teeth, like a cement bag, came droppin’ down
Oh, that cement is just for the impatient waiter
Five it’ll finally get – the old rogue hung around.”

“Now, d’ja hear about the Stillwell kid?
He disappeared in the Matawan Creek
And now, ‘an old weather-beaten board’ appeared
Could it be the boy done somethin’ wrong? ”

“Now Charles Vansant and Charles Bruder
Ooh, Lester Stillwell, ‘ol Watson Fisher, and Joseph Dunn
Oh, the exit line forms to the right, ocean bathers
Now that the Bull Shark’s back in town.”

“I said the panics spread, whoa
Look out lifeguards and everyone
Yeah, shark sightings have increased, ocean bathers
And the exit line has formed – the Bull Shark’s back in town! ”

'2007'