I spoke with a WallStreet Shark once, in a remote resort in an isolated island
In his seventies with luxury guaranteed, he was walking towards the beach with a rush
with Glistening eyes of a greedy mouse, he looked at the drowning sun
made a remark " What a beautiful sight" and joined me with a chat in turn
I came here fast, not before last, to catch the golden hour it was a rush.
Glad I did, now I can relax, collecting those colorful shells, ashore fresh
And he walked away in exploring sandy bay, while I remained still and mute
Saw the final light disappeared in the sky, taking a dip in the sea when he left.
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