Surf and turf 🌊

Forcing every single strength of my ability to clasp that flowing tide
I am but a fly in an ointment wanting no place to hide

As rip-roaring rumbles is my sound amplified
And with only yon line of the hazy horizon at my left hand side.

So I swim for a mile or maybes more skimming the sea shore
This bottomless pit is my cherised candy store

If I could cling like a creature on the sea bed floor
Then I would meander amongst mermaids within a world to adore..

Oh please let me grow silvery scales and a tail
With my huge dorsal fin scooping little fish like a sensational sperm whale