Written by Emily Harstone | March 29, 2017
No fish anywhere, despair took hold.
Beside grey ocean, his colors popped.
Beauty of the sea, I am
Oh what beauty in simple creation!
I came. I saw. I conquered.
“Where are my friends hiding today?”
I’m too beautiful to blend in.
Ready or not…here I come!
To puff in or puff out?
Flamboyance was always his strong suit.
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No fish anywhere, despair took hold.
Beside grey ocean, his colors popped.
Beauty of the sea, I am
Oh what beauty in simple creation!
I came. I saw. I conquered.
“Where are my friends hiding today?”
I’m too beautiful to blend in.
Ready or not…here I come!
To puff in or puff out?
Flamboyance was always his strong suit.