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Walter de la Mar

There are no wrinkles on the sea,
it doesn't show its age.
When there's a knock upon the door
it doesn't get up in a rage,

instead it sends a million sands ahore
and undulates forever
until the land has had enough
and thinks to pull the lever

that opens up the door
to let in all the seas
which climb up to Mt. Everest
lapping at the heels of Yetis.