When I first met your mother (2)

Mohsen H. Darabi

Dear darling,

When I first met your mother
she was swimming in the sea.
A big shark was chasing her.
They both swam fast past me.
When I first met your mother
she looked nice in the sea.
The shark she was escaping
brought anger into me.
She swam fast in the sea
to flee, to climb a tree.
But let me tell you, darling.
No tree lives in the sea.

*****
When I first met your mother
I chased the ugly shark.
I grabbed it from behind
its tail, leaving a mark.
I told the shark to stop that.
I called him: “Mr. Big Shark,
please stop, I’ll give you my hat.”
I told the shark to stop that.
I called him: “Mr. Big Shark,
please stop, I’ll give you my hat.”
My hats make sharks go happy.
The shark, my hat, how pretty!
My hats make sharks look pretty!

*****
The shark took my hat win-win.
I shook hands with his fish fin.
We took photos, no fears.
The shark went wet in tears.
He wished to tell his peers.

*****
“Farewell.” We said our goodbyes.
The shark then went for fish fries.

*****
When I first met your mother
I saved her in the sea.
You ask her this true shark tale.
She’ll say it’s real. You’ll see!
When I first met your mother
we swam along one another.
Feeling the greatest feeling,
I asked her: “Marry me!”
She asked me: “Are you kneeling?”
I said: “Yes, in the sea.”
That’s how she married me.
Let’s ask her this. We’ll see!

*****
April 20, 2016

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