I like it when I sink.

I like it when I sink,

after this I will be

one with the ocean

is what I think.

My friend and I

were in a raft.

and no one seemed

to laugh.

We were bored and

had nothin to do.

So we said with

this peacefulness

we are through.

We let some air out of the boat,

soon we were barely afloat.

Then we let out a little more,

I felt excited to the core.

We let out almost all of the air,

we were feeling without a care.

When we got to the dock,

we were soaked from the head

to the sock.

But when it was all said and done,

at the end of the day it was

just good fun.

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  • Sheila on May 25, 2009

    Interesting

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