I
am quite the pointed
thing
sharp
and well-armied
rock
and rook
stretching forward
to entice
I
speak in
dulcet silver
telling
you what you want
to hear
I
open for you
as I
prepare to close
come closer, sweetheart
sweetheart, come inside.
(Title and poem based on the peculiar "hunting" method of the alligator snapping turtle. Despite the turtle's infamous aggressive nature and powerful bite, they're quite lazy hunters, sitting in the bottom of the water with their mouths open. Their tongues look like little worms, which lure fish right into their mouths. Here's a video displaying maximum turtle effort:
Despite the copyright on the image, I can't actually find who the picture belongs to, and all my efforts to find the actual owner (including a TinEye search) haven't led to them.)
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