If I were a Moray Eel

         If I Were a Moray Eel

If I were a Moray Eel,

I’d have thin, slippery scales running the length of my body.

I’d send shivers down the spine of other sea creatures.

I’d have razor sharp teeth like a knife.

I’d have a shadowy lair in the cracks of the rocks, where I would wait silently for passing prey.

When a fish passed I’d lunge out striking with immense force, then drag it back to my HQ to joyfully feast, undisturbed.

I’d feel strong, proud and lethal.

All day long I’d wait, eat and hide.

By C S & J-M L