Other Meryl art
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A completely amazing piece done of my character Meryl. Drawn beautifully well by the artist
tofu93 !
If you're looking for something of this quality, the journal is still open here :http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5244946/ so check it out! I was simply stunned by how much effort went into this! Words cannot properly explain how much I appreciate what she did with this.
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Draft B: Where the Sharks go -tj54 (11/14/2013)
Where? Oh where do the sharks go?
Beneath the watery flow?
Do they swim for love or hate?
What gift to they take?
When I was just a lad still,
on board a tiny boat.
We shipped out upon a thrill,
to shake our fists and gloat.
We laughed at such a dreary!
At raiders of the sea.
Our skepticism was hearty!
We waved off every plea.
Our captain was a mighty man of face,
his look was brave and stout.
Until we hit that forbidden place.
From the crow's nest came the shout.
"They come! To arms! To arms!" the captain said with little fear.
The first fire off the enemy deck, it billowed smoke and fire.
We gave them hell, returned the favor, but the fight was still dire.
"Take 'em boys!" he shouted, "Let'em wish they never left the pier!"
Little did we know, deep beneath the shallow waves,
many eyes a-glowing did observe, thieves, knaves.
They had many shapes.
Came in many forms.
Watching.
Waiting.
To see the surface perform.
Such lights that came from above,
a wonderment to be sure!
One such creature wanted more.
While others waited for food.
The scraps and bodies drifted down,
floating into the scavenge town.
The deep blue feast had just begun,
and the feasting started after their fun.
And there she was a-drifting,
floating in the waves.
While others took the bodies,
deep into their caves.
One such piece perked her interest,
it still moved and wiggled about.
Even in the water,
he tried to scream and shout.
Pausing as she swam by,
with his ears perked,
and weapon near him lie.
He calmed and watched.
The young lad was amazed at such a sight.
Even while out of air.
The worries of the world and his plight.
Melted away from care.
With a toothy smirk and a nod she grabbed his coat,
and pulled the lad away,
from becoming food and a stomach bloat,
he lives on to this day.
Where? Oh where do the sharks go?
Beneath the watery deep?
Do they swim for freedom, or no?
What gift do they keep?
<<< PREV | FIRST | NEXT >>>
A completely amazing piece done of my character Meryl. Drawn beautifully well by the artist
tofu93 !If you're looking for something of this quality, the journal is still open here :http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5244946/ so check it out! I was simply stunned by how much effort went into this! Words cannot properly explain how much I appreciate what she did with this.
____________________________________________________________________
Draft B: Where the Sharks go -tj54 (11/14/2013)
Where? Oh where do the sharks go?
Beneath the watery flow?
Do they swim for love or hate?
What gift to they take?
When I was just a lad still,
on board a tiny boat.
We shipped out upon a thrill,
to shake our fists and gloat.
We laughed at such a dreary!
At raiders of the sea.
Our skepticism was hearty!
We waved off every plea.
Our captain was a mighty man of face,
his look was brave and stout.
Until we hit that forbidden place.
From the crow's nest came the shout.
"They come! To arms! To arms!" the captain said with little fear.
The first fire off the enemy deck, it billowed smoke and fire.
We gave them hell, returned the favor, but the fight was still dire.
"Take 'em boys!" he shouted, "Let'em wish they never left the pier!"
Little did we know, deep beneath the shallow waves,
many eyes a-glowing did observe, thieves, knaves.
They had many shapes.
Came in many forms.
Watching.
Waiting.
To see the surface perform.
Such lights that came from above,
a wonderment to be sure!
One such creature wanted more.
While others waited for food.
The scraps and bodies drifted down,
floating into the scavenge town.
The deep blue feast had just begun,
and the feasting started after their fun.
And there she was a-drifting,
floating in the waves.
While others took the bodies,
deep into their caves.
One such piece perked her interest,
it still moved and wiggled about.
Even in the water,
he tried to scream and shout.
Pausing as she swam by,
with his ears perked,
and weapon near him lie.
He calmed and watched.
The young lad was amazed at such a sight.
Even while out of air.
The worries of the world and his plight.
Melted away from care.
With a toothy smirk and a nod she grabbed his coat,
and pulled the lad away,
from becoming food and a stomach bloat,
he lives on to this day.
Where? Oh where do the sharks go?
Beneath the watery deep?
Do they swim for freedom, or no?
What gift do they keep?
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Shark
Size 460 x 1280px
File Size 95.5 kB
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