Excellent a poem Worlds : Whale World 7 by Bill Schott

Wilma Whale met Sidney Snail while whalaxing on the beach; Sid set himself upon her tail she seemed so out of reach. Sluggishly he said to her, "I think we've met before." "I'm whalely sure I'd remember, sir --" "On the dance or -- ocean floor." "I've been on neither," she negated, and I'm new here on the shore." Sidney tried not to be deflated, as he was sure they'd met before. "In anudder life," said the daisy, Leif, "peerhops ya two was morried." "And with romance rife on the randy reef -- to the present it has carried." "Please take this popcorn that I brought," said Sidney to Ms. Whale; then, as just an after thought, said, "I wish you were a snail." It must have echoed twenty times, "You what!? You what!? You what!?" Wilma wept through the romance rimes, as in the surf she quickly cut. Whatever bubble was created burst there on the beach; Sidney slimed away, defeated... What lesson does this teach?   Author Notes Leif = pronounced here as 'Leaf' Rime =frost formed on cold objects

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