| The Fish |
| I got it from the murky pool Where it was nice and cool In the murky pool it sits there waitingfor me Wiggling, breathing, and slimy as can be Its pretty scales so beautiful, so bright It's like the precious ,suck a dazzling sight With a worm on my hook, and a hook on my rod It swims and observes me on the land As I cast my rod into the pool, It observes it like a deadly tool It smells the worm like a juicy snack Intelligence, I thought, it would surely lack It bites on the worm, thinking it will get a juicy treat But all it will get is a rather nasty defeat As I reel the rod in madly I watch it struggle for life sadly I take it off and wipe off al lthe mud Then it falls to the ground with a thud I pick it up and with all my might Open wide adn took a large bite I thought to myself as I ate the meat That i tasted so very juicy sweet I then decided that my favourite dish Was a juicy, pretty, sweet, fish |
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| Written by Stephanie vR |