The ocean of my love is filled with
Monstrous creatures. Those who enter
Are liable to lose a limb!
But they do all come, donning
Their high-tech scuba gear,
In search of the treasure.
And some actually do find pieces of gold
Here and there, and those that do
Naturally come back for more.
But no one knows where the mother load lies,
Not even me.
My guess is that it's somewhere in the chasms
Where no light can ever reach.
If I ever found it, though,
I wouldn't hoard it,
But lug it to the surface
For all the world to see.
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