The boat was adrift on the ocean’s wide sweep,
When a zzzzzz from the line woke the calm from its sleep.
The drag sang loud as the first strike hit,
Water exploded, a shark in a fit.
Then the second reel screamed, its sweet sound arose,
Another shark leapt where the bow cut the flows.
Two anglers battled, their blacktips fought hard,
When the third reel roared, chaos dealt its card.
Lines danced and tangled, a wild frantic race,
Keeping sharks from the hull, each in its place.
The fight raged on, lines stripped by the fins,
For a moment it seemed that the sharks might just win.
Sweat poured, arms ached, the third man gave way,
Handed his rod, for a fourth joined the fray.
Three sharks to the boat, through the struggle and strain,
The nine-year-old cheered, no trace of disdain.
“Forget plain old fishing!” he roared with delight,
“We’re slaying sea monsters, we’ve won this great fight!”
Arms raised to the sky, his voice like a flame,
A victory cry, forever their claim.
The boat was adrift on the ocean’s wide sweep,
When a zzzzzz from the line woke the calm from its sleep.
The drag sang loud as the first strike hit,
Water exploded, a shark in a fit.
Then the second reel screamed, its sweet sound arose,
Another shark leapt where the bow cut the flows.
Two anglers battled, their blacktips fought hard,
When the third reel roared, chaos dealt its card.
Lines danced and tangled, a wild frantic race,
Keeping...
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The boat was adrift on the ocean’s wide sweep,
When a zzzzzz from the line woke the calm from its sleep.
The...
Капитан ответил
Thank you for the absolutely amazing review! You captured the moment very well!