My poem

I wrote this poem for school. I hope you like it!
*Weese*



Where The Deep Sea Creatures Came From

“Thank heaven,” she said. “This is my last job,
And when I am done, no Jim, Joe, or Bob,
Is going to stop me from resting a while,
And eating some chocolates, a glorious pile.”

Mother Earth went about making the world,
With each new effort her lips more curled,
In a sneer of anger that would have set loose,
A million daggers, had she been near Zeus.

“It’s all his fault I’ve this work to do,
I tell you Zeus, I’m gonna get back at you!”
And then a thought slipped into her head,
“Zeus never likes things on the ocean bed,

Perhaps that’s where I’ll dump with a crash,
All of the things I deem as trash.”
She finished the earth and called Zeus down,
“It’s your turn to come and make sure it’s sound.”

“Thanks for the memo,” he told Mother Earth,
“And now I’ll come down and inspect your earth’s worth.”
He checked the earth with meticulous care,
And nothing wrong had he spotted there.

“The ocean’s last,” he said to himself,
“I think I’ll start with the continental shelf.”
He continued on to the abyssal plain,
Where soon he found, to his dismay,

A load of junk just sitting there,
Some jaws, some fins, and tons of hair.
Lots of tubes, large and small,
Some watertight skin, and to top it all,

A billion eyes and lights he did find,
Of the bioluminescent kind.
“I ordered those special, just for you,”
Zeus told Mother Earth in the gentlest coo.

His voice then turned to a thundering crash,
“And you leave them here to be treated like trash?
You might be nice, and you might be fine,
But the name that takes credit for this earth is mine!

You’ll fix this up, and you’ll do it right now,
Or I’ll mess your life up, and I won’t say how,
But one thing; let me just say it this way,
You won’t be lounging for the rest of your days!”

“Alright, alright,” she said with a sigh,
“But to do it for such an annoying guy…”
“What?” said Zeus. “Oh nothing,” she cried,
“I think there’s something in my eye.”

So Mother Earth went and looked at the stuff,
And cried, “I tell you, there isn’t enough,
To make up the space, and go in between,
All these jaws, and eyes, and tubes, and things.

I guess I’ll make do with what I have,
But all these creatures will surely be drab.
First, with the hair, I’ll make a sea weed,
Each part will be long, because I need,

To use all this junk in a bit of a jiffy,
But wait, I think I’ve just had an epiphany!
With these pipes I’ll make some worms in a tube,
Certainly that will satisfy Zeus.

With all these fins and eyes and jaws,
I’ll make some fish, but wait, let me pause.
So far these fish can’t see in the dark,
It would certainly be a walk in the park,

To give them some bioluminescent light,
Why yes, I think that’s certainly right.
The jaws will be bigger than the body-that’s weird,
But at least it’s not as bad as Zeus’ beard.

He really needs to trim that thing,
But anyway, this fish needs bling.
Oh yes! I know just what I’ll do!
I’ll give it some scales that light up too!

And now that I’ve used up each little part,
I guess I’m done- oh gosh I’m smart!”
Zeus came down and looked at the sea,
And told Mother earth, “I guess you can leave.”

“I really must say I tried my best,
But all these fish turned out so grotesque!”
She then gave Zeus a terrible sneer,
And ever since then, she’s been nowhere near.

So if you ever think you’d like to know,
Where we got all these fish that snap and glow,
Just read this story all over again,
And you will know what happened then.

The End