Some enjoy the Ocean’s Brood,
Light and lithe of playful mood.
Some enjoy their smooth complexion,
Soft and firm when they are flexing.
Some enjoy them harsh and mean,
Biting, clawing, tearing seams.
Some enjoy them born to sate
Served alive upon a plate.
If these tastes you hold quite dear,
Then we welcome you into here.
Random poem about Sharkponies.