Water Skiing

Ask the Ocean on his hymn should the shirt Tales say to the Cobbler of earth on the shore,

does the Wave of the rise from my Friend the glacier Bay to stretch with the Ice in vast joining,

that enormous yawn to the shed Ding of mass to be Come on the flood with Desert by Same??,

wise is the clam with a taste of Salt Grip,

an Oyster of jewels to Invite with a dream,

Canals on the Levy to be of that Design that LA once ran the Water like Rain.

There a bout the Groves found Trees to their dead,

fruits and the Nuts cracked to soggy bottom on a trash is,

name by Noun to adverb an Adjective,

express Shin with Work is to Know of the Mouth of this Global belief on Release to Filtration.

The Sands in the Dry land of not Not the Grand Canyon,

so many of the Millions of years for this loud,

how is the sediment the Minerals the Rock,

did the underwater grounds believe that Fossils are Cheers!!??,

that was an Instant Volcanic Moment to Bee,

those Hives on the Bat Cave said weird is a Veer,

no replied a Spelunker I did know,

'cause Lincoln said Statute and his calm was so Grow!!

There the shoulders of a Package to Mind,

one on the Column the other on a Face,

standing to See those Million Men cent,

what is a Trillion to this foot on my Stair??,

these strange days of Red Sea My Mother on balms,

ease was the instruct as the storm was just Palms.