Sunday, July 26, 2009

Happy Birthday Marco

My roar scares small children and my waters are dangerous and cold.
I can rip through cities as though they were paper.
I fear no one and nothing.
I simply bat them away as I would a fly.
This is my planet and I will rule it.
Nothing can hurt me and I will not die.
I will always have fresh food and will be teeming with life.
I can never die because I will always come back, for I am the ocean.

By
Marco Jewell



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