Gretchen's turned out okey-dokey,
says her dad. Her fishy phase
is finished. Now she studies ocean
archeology. She'll raise
a wreck next year, complete her thesis.
Tough girl. She's picking up the pieces
of some ancient Grecian vase.
Staring at the shards, she says
nothing. There's a black glaze monster
gazing from the shattered clay
with one red eye. Far off, the sea
cries out. Her heartbeat roars an answer.
She'll find him if she has to sink
a hundred miles in the drink.
says her dad. Her fishy phase
is finished. Now she studies ocean
archeology. She'll raise
a wreck next year, complete her thesis.
Tough girl. She's picking up the pieces
of some ancient Grecian vase.
Staring at the shards, she says
nothing. There's a black glaze monster
gazing from the shattered clay
with one red eye. Far off, the sea
cries out. Her heartbeat roars an answer.
She'll find him if she has to sink
a hundred miles in the drink.
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