LEAVING THE
LUNGFISH AT BAY
Leaving the lungfish at bay, the
ocean angler kept walking away -
down from the dock and the fresh
water shed, I saw him puking down
into the water. By the ship. My God,
he really looked sick. And then -
just like that - he got up and ran, a
long running start, and dove into
the dockside waters. Beneath and
between the boats. After that point,
I never saw him again. I moved on
to other things. But that dive, I'd
give it a ten.
LUNGFISH AT BAY
Leaving the lungfish at bay, the
ocean angler kept walking away -
down from the dock and the fresh
water shed, I saw him puking down
into the water. By the ship. My God,
he really looked sick. And then -
just like that - he got up and ran, a
long running start, and dove into
the dockside waters. Beneath and
between the boats. After that point,
I never saw him again. I moved on
to other things. But that dive, I'd
give it a ten.
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