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The help of the dolphins.On the ground of the ocean, so deep
With his trident Poseidon sweeps
Earthquakes and stormes were ruled by him
The god of water, down in the ocean, so dim
A lots of children he called his fame
And one was special - Arion was its name
He was a noted lyrist and singer
Of wonderful melodies he was the harbinger
On the royal court of Corinth he lived
And no, he was not deprived
The whole of Greece loved his art
Also Arion had a big heart
On Sicily he once gave a stand
He was famous in the whole land
Arion was overwhelmed with gold
Back on his ship he went, in the night, so cold
But the sailors wanted to own his treasure
They decided to kill Arion for their own pleasure
The sailors surrounded the lyrist quite soon
The son of Poseidon regocnized his doom
He asked for the allowance to play a last song
And the seaman agreed, cause nothing would go wrong
The sad melodies called the dolphines on the surface
Around the ship they made a race
Arion took his chance and jumped into ocean, so wild
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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