It's just unfortunate that it stinks.

Surprisingly it washed ashore

just rolled in with the tide

 

I’d love to know from whence it came

its secrets to unhide

 

Was this some pirate’s treasure

or a trinket from the sea

In either case it’s all mine now

for all whose's here is me

 

Dare I now to pick it up

or poke it with a stick

 Was it once a creature

who suddenly got sick
 

or maybe still a genie’s lamp

A rub would do the trick

 

What be this thing here at my feet

all smelly from the salt

 And should another stranger come

they’ll think it’s all my fault

 

I should leave – just walk away

pretend that its not here…

But alas - a tiny sound it made

so close I drew my ear


Again a little peep there came

A fizz and then Ker-plop

The thing began to open up

who knew it had a top?


Two steps back there in the sand
a stumble then an awkward land


Now I and it were eye to eye
I held my breath to see -


what was this strange and scary thing
that washed ashore to me

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Then suddenly I saw it clear

It was my destiny