Deep down in the ocean
It is a great honour to tell you my story, a story with deep depth and great glory
I have no intentions to bore you to death, as we dive deep into the oceans depth
It should be clear to you by now, I’m a diver with history and wow
I’ve sailed the oceans far and wide, all in my trusty dry suits hide
In search for the oceans mysteries I built more technical canopies
to keep me alive in the oceans waters. Air lungs are essential for starters
Flippers and goggles followed suit, down into the deep I went for good
But soon I realised it’s not that deep. I wanted more and more, and steep
Domes of steel I built by hand to down into a dark land
A land of water and pressure, nothing to compare and measure
Every time I go down to new lows, a desire in me burns and grows
to see more of the oceans creatures in all the far and wide reaches
I go down in a yellow orb of glass, that strap tightly to my back
I see animals I see fish with eyes like a satellite dish
But deeper I can not go on my own. As this is a far cry from my home
I think and I ponder, will I go deeper I wonder
Of course I will but not alone. This time I bring my son
He’s an engineer of great greatness and thinking he can no less
of ideas beyond my dreams, or so it seems
There is something I just don’t get. My son doesn’t like to get wet
To go swimming with his father he has to go into the water
Sooner or later he will, there is no magic pill.
Not to worry I need as he does his deed
He works on a pod that doesn’t just float
It also dives deep down without the fear of drown
A pod he builds for two to go into the oceans blue
Two seats and glass dome, very tough and then some
You should see it that yellow lemon. We could build more and sell ’em
But that’s not what it’s about, the oceans depth is calling out
Down we go towards the ocean floor. This is great and I want more
Further down than ever before into the darkness we soar
Our lights come on so we can see what secrets the ocean has for thee
We see fish quite small at best. We’re looking hard to see the rest
Then all of a sudden without a fuss we see the biggest ever octopus
She is huge like a ship, I sit up and bit my lip
Be quiet now my son, it’s a mother and her young
No point to avoid detection, we can see our own reflection
in the eye as large as a bus, she sails past with little fuss
Our hearts are beating crazy, from excitement not from lazy
Our appetite for the unknown grows. Where next? Who knows.
The end
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