The future, all boffins agree,
Is something they won’t live to see,
And so they can say,
Whatsoever they may,
About skyscrapers under the sea.
John Moynes
Related: Seascrapers
(Press Association)
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Everything. As It Happens.
To have such a town underwater
For you and your son and your daughter,
And keep the place mellow,
one must not play the cello
Lest the sharks come to visit your quarters.
Could it be?
https://www.broadsheet.ie/2016/02/15/meanwhile-in-sandymount-4/
Sky Scrapers? Bottom scratchers.