The sea turtle madly
Flapped his watery wings,And broke the rippled reflections,
Disappearing into the bluish depths —
Finally.How grand he must have felt
After his powerful escape!You see, an eternity ago,
He was tangled in a fragment
Of some slimy rope netting.Hopelessly, he hung,
Suspended on top
Of this vast underworld
Waiting to dieA terrible turtle death.But along came a floating circus
Of chattering demons, loud and raucous—
And sighted the exhausted mess.They pulled the prisoner aboard,
And carefully cut his bonds.Then gently,
They dropped the fluttering turtle
Onto the ocean’s surface —
With loud acclaim.But the thought never passed
Through that tiny mind,
That the babbling devils of death —Were, in fact,
Just angels
Having a party.
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