Yes, seriously. There’s a deep-sea sickie Some people call a “ghost shark” on whose brow There perches a preposterous doohickey Called a “tenaculum” which some-odd-how Has grown a set of teeth. These he employs To clamp down adamantly on his mate To make sure she endures (if not enjoys) The consummation of their near-blind date. Ghost sharks (aka “ratfish” or “chimaeras”) Do all their business in the darkest places, But granted half a chance to glance in mirrors I’m sure they’d shudder at their freakish faces. We’re human, and it’s spooky to imagine us With forehead teeth, bug-eyed and cartilaginous. —Henry Rathvon



H, you went deep for this ugly creep.
Once bitten, a sex kitten. 😻
"imagine us" and "cartilaginous" is a new high point in rhyming. And deployed so organically! Congratulations on this inspiringly weird animal.