Shark, Classical

There's been a lot of fuss lately about the ScyFy Channel's "Sharknado". What the writers did was to take two completely incompatible things, and ram them together (quite forcibly, and against all the Laws of Nature). Being from L.A, they then made a cheesy movie out of it.

But, since I am from Boston, I thought I would answer them, while both taking the high road, and going classical. Herewith, submitted for your approval:

 

I met a Hammerhead from an antique strand

 

Who said: a vast and bodiless fin of stone

 

Stands off in the dunes. Near it, on the sand,

 

Half sunk, a shattered snout there lies, whose frown,

 

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

 

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

 

Which yet survive, stamped on this lifeless thing,

 

The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:

 

And on the pedestal these words appear:

 

"My name is Sharkimandias, Ocean King:

 

Look on my jaws, ye Mighty, and despair!"

 

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

 

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

 

The lone and level beach stretches far away.

 

 © 2013, Michael D. Cohen