• Moon reflects off liquid life
    So forth known as sea and night
    Fish springs desperately out of strife
    fearing secretly for his life

    So much is going on
    Yet so little seen
    Night time is for hunting
    And nothing could be more keen

    So watch your step on grasses path
    Because what lies there is a deathly trap
    Much worse then the ocean I bid you
    Much worse then you ever thought you knew.