Poetry Jamming is with The Bug this week, and she wants something on swimming. Now I love the water. But I know a man...
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On Taking Him to Water
It’s evolution. Trees.
We climbed down and out
roamed the savannah,
the walking apes.
Ever seen a gorilla,
a gorilla in a river?
Well, technically the sea, yes,
but that’s eons ago,
Precambrian, hard shells, flicky bits.
Hardly mammals.
And all the ones that went back
stayed in. Do they have gills?
Whales, do they have gills?
Stayed there. Not diving in and out.
Well, yes, your seal.
Technically, your seal.
But once on land,
hardly fleet. Blubbery.
Well, yes,
technically your otter.
No.
No I’m not coming in.
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