I Am a Thresher Shark
I am a thresher shark.
I wonder why I am afraid of air bubbles.
I hear the water swish swash.
I see little tasty fish.
I want to get cleaned by a cleaner fish.
I am going to eat little tasty fish.
I pretend I am the biggest shark in the sea.
I feel so fierce and mean.
I touch the gentle breeze with my dorsal fin.
I understand that I may attack.
I say, "I eat fish."
I dream I am a great white shark.
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