He'd plumbed the oceans depths much further than
He ever had before. The ocean floor was in
His view, it's flora and it's fauna plain
To see. Among these was the prize he sought:
An oyster, with a pearl to take and give
To his true love, the girl in white with flame
Red hair and kindness in her bright blue eyes.
He swam down further toward the object of
His quest and reached with eager hand to grasp
The pearl. "She'll be so pleased" he thought. But things
Just then went very wrong. His oxygen
Was low. And when he tried to lift the pearl
It seemed to weigh a ton, at least much more
Than such a small thing should. He struggled hard
To breathe and struggled to pick up the pearl.
And then he found he was not where he thought
He was. His hand did not contain the pearl.
Instead it grasped the railing of his bed.
A nurse came in. Her flame red hair was in
A bun but all the kindness in her bright
Blue eyes shined through. She fixed his breathing tubes.
"You gave us quite a scare" she said, and then
She gave his hand a gentle squeeze and left.
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