A man wandered around on a boat,
And fell through a hole in the hull;
He was gobbled up by a shark,
And then by a flock of seagulls.
Three days later the man's ghost came back,
To haunt the boat with the hole;
But the boat was not there and never even was,
It was only a desert of trolls.
The ocean lay far to the right and the left,
The dragon's lair matched the shape's theme;
The tropical site, a mystery is,
Things vanish without naught a great scream.
What happened to the mythical boat,
Why was it never there?
What happened here with the desert and trolls,
What was this strange affair?
The answer lay somewhere on Earth,
not in cyberspace void;
The man's not alone in his plight,
A place that many avoid.