

She, Ocean, sells neither shoes nor seashells on the seashore.
The shoes she carries are not hers, I’m sure.
For if she sells shoes on the seashore,
then I’m sure she sells seashells too on the seashore.
But she sells neither shoes nor seashells on the seashore.
We, humans, sell both shoes and seashells offshore.
The seashells we sell are not ours, I’m sure.
For if we sell seashells offshore,
then I’m sure we sell shoes too on the seashore.
We sell both shoes and seashells onshore and offshore.
OP Suresh
September 28, 2023 - 8:55 am ·Wonderful poem.
And we sell life and death too
Onshore and offshore…
Gloria
September 29, 2023 - 8:38 am ·Yes, we do sell both. Thank you for your reading time.