June 4th, 1986
Three young individuals, James, John and Sarah
Planned to paddle out on their local pond
The three were simple kids, sharing laughs and terror
Reveling in a lifelong bond.
With no prior warnings from locals in the know
They proceeded to set out on the water
Three kayaks floated out with no flow
Like three little lambs off to slaughter
As the three traveled, sunlight overhead
Sarah laughed with glee as they all had their fun
James, meanwhile, had a little sense of dread
Sensing something was coming undone.
It was his own kayak that began to tumble,
Taking on water when the water was still.
He began to panic as his visage crumbled,
Sarah began to laugh at such a thrill.
James cried for help as Sarah just laughed.
She said “John, get him.” and began to ram
Right into the side of the other lad’s raft,
James began to scream like a bleating little lamb
He was unsure what was going on
As he felt a force pulling from below
Why was she saying John when he was long gone,
Taken by a river just two summers ago?
Under the water’s surface he sank
As Sarah’s laughter turned to an ice cold stare
James’ will failed and his lungs drank
And Sarah disappeared none worse for the wear
Later that night, as police searched the area
A lone eyewitness gave them his words
Said he’d not seen much that was scarier
The screams of the lad going under weren’t heard
The cops claimed they’d reports of two young individuals
Who had set out for a bit of Summer fun.
But the man shook his head, the confusion was visual
“No, sir, there had only been one.”