poem: orange waters of mangil

Let’s go sailing on the orange waters of Mangil;

where the sky is green and the land is purple.

We will ï¬sh for Plaribs and hope

to catch some rare Jorabs too.

We’ll swim in the beautiful water as

it reflects the bright green sky.

I can hear the wind humming through

the PlumPlum trees and the birds

laughing from atop a Blurble bush.

When the hot triangle sun begins to set

over the pink horizon we will

know it is time to head for land.

The indigo sand feels warm under

our feet.  Sitting on the ocean shore

we watch the sun go down.

Seadribs fly overhead,

seeking their last meal of Tippy ï¬sh

before spending the night ashore.

Beautiful orange waters of Mangil.

If only the world could stop now so

this moment could go on forever.

 

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