I wish I was a little fish,
with fins all grand and gold.
I'd glide across the ocean wide,
and watch my life untold.
I need to see coral and weed,
and feel the bottom sand,
and dance among the flowing plants
My would that be grand.
I hope I could sit and float.
and watch the world go by.
With whales reflected in silver scales,
and shoals of fish in the sky.
I wish I was a little fish,
and could soar amongst the blue
A tail so grand and flowing frail
and scales all shiny and new
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2 comments:
Do you really want to be a fish?
no, 3 people have asked that.
I didnt think poetry had to be so literal?
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