Sunday 30 January 2011

710 - Swimming with jellyfish

Must write this quick, last day of holiday
It’s ending a day early (argument)
Been a really pleasant warm sunny day
Down Kimmeridge Bay where me and daughter went
Looking for fish with a small net, backs bent
As we gingerly trod the rocks and weed
Portuguese men o’ war had just been sent
Into this bay and nearby ones, I read
In yesterday’s paper, so we agreed
Not to go swimming in the shimmering bay
Those toxic tentacles of bright blue meant
A boy went to hospital, sad indeed
When trying to enjoy his holiday
Like me, poisoned by stinging incident
Thur 14 Aug 2008

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