Paddles, paddles and paddles,
My feet paddles in Great Barrier Reef.
Tried not to choke myself,
I put on the scuba diving apparatus.
Angelfishes are abundant,
Their thin, vivid strips stands out,
Their ventral fins are angel-like,
Make me, though, feel peasant-like.
Surgeonfish are different,
"Come save me!" I shout in my heart ludicrously,
A hand stops me from approaching them,
"Remember，surgeonfish are poisonous,"
I was reminded in my heart of the lecture I got before diving.
There are photos I took,
Many of them are astounding,
I can expect friends for a long chat and dining,
With this as a subject matter.
I head up and back to Port Douglas,
There is a trip to a river nearby soon,
I can't wait to be so happy again,
With fish that delighted me for many, many times.
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50 Poetry for a Happy Soul
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