Good taste

Good taste

A Poem by Soren

Sharks don’t bite in the night, my neighbor said to me
But he was wrong and didn’t live long, while fishing out at sea
By the pale moon light he got a bite, half way up to his knee
He started to shout and thrash about, he complained about his loss
He turned bright red as the sharks said: "What a wonderful sauce"
Then the sharks took him up to his chin and used his laces for dental floss

© 2025 Soren


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MCS
A little dark and twisted, but I couldn’t help chuckling while I read. :)

Posted 5 Hours Ago


Morbidly hilarious!...........And in very bad taste, which I love.

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