Just a freak in a sea of freaks,
A chimeric blend of fish and fur,
Hauled up to the smack of air,
Eyes popping as I suffer there.
How many men will question me:
Can such a beast prowl the sea?
Could God allow this thing to be?
How many women will seethe and scorn,
And wonder what the sea has borne?
When all is known, and all is done,
A mystery squashed, and boredom won