Oh my little fish swim near
in the cool shade of the mangrove clump
there's nothing here for you to fear
swim closer, little sugar lump
These long pale legs and plumes you see
are just another mangrove tree
swim through these roots and swish your tail
your slippery form I shall impale
and turn you back from whence you came
thus Nature plays its endless game.
5 comments:
Better than Lewis Carroll.."How doth the Little Crocodile"....
Love it, love it!
Caroline at 44N 103W
Oh, I love this for its humor, its rhyme and meter and its truth! Great job!
Ogden Nash is spinning in his grave!
Mmmmm. Zick love this.
I'll bet you sat down and wrote that in 10 minutes - would have taken me a day.
Great!
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