Today is the sixth birthday of one of my nephews, and I've sewed him a fleece body pillow in the shape of a Great White Shark (well, Great Camo Shark, actually). Here it is, pre-bagging:
While working on it, I was reminded of a poem by Kate Coomes called "Shark" which is found in her 2012 children's book, Water Sings Blue:
I really like the evocative words of this poem: the "broken-glass grin" and the shark's movement in the water "like a rumor, like a sneer" for example. I certainly hope, though, that mine's not quite as sinister-looking as the one Coomes describes.