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Fish-Hanger Benjamin SWW

I waddle to the sea like a penguin,

I dash over the horrendous waves,

I’ll dive, dive, dive into the surge; submerging myself.

I’ll leap from the water, fish-hanger, frolicking-froth.

My amber eyes locks onto the beach,

Legs extended, priming myself for impact,

Wings cease, sky-dancer, feather-flapper.

My beak’s stripes stretch seamlessly.

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