Was someone watching me that night
When ship was lost to watery grave
How strange it was to see that eye
My body drifting ‘neath the wave
It wanted me for meal time
It stared at me with baleful gaze
And as my vision went to black
In my last dark thoughts I prayed
That I be gone from this old life
My final thought, I must be brave
I did not feel its steely teeth
When I became the snack he craved
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