My first shark I was very young It was ugly and dark I bit my tongue Five years old It was moving through the waves The shark was very bold I began digging our graves Circling the sailboat I was petrified Leave was my vote I cried and cried I was scared Watching the shark swim And it stared Would I lose a limb They made me climb aboard Crossing the dock A gigantic fjord I was in shock What if I fell in Would I die I saw the gray fin Just stay dry Stay in the cockpit Cowarding there Keep your wit Stay on guard and beware You are the smallest Very vulnerable The shark would not eat the tallest Would my body be recoverable We sailed around I constantly worried I did not fear that I would drown But where would I be buried When the shark ate me My little body buried Maybe at sea Never married We made it to shore I never saw the shark again But there was more I carried this pain My entire life Sharks were in my thoughts Causing me much strife Let me connect the dots I lived on the ocean Swimming in the ocean Sailing on the ocean Snorkeling on the ocean But I have never say another Until my son caught one Maybe a kindred brother But this one was done The shark made the grill Tasting very good I had my fill A long journey from childhood In these many years A second encounter My lucky stars Better than a flounder All those many frets Will I get eaten So much stress I had been beaten I learned a truth Late but true I am long in the tooth But here is a clue Worry about what you can see And what makes sense Easier to fall from a tree Or run into a fence