One fish, two fish
Me fish, you fish
Plenty of fishes
Wishbone wishes
That little fish
What a dish!
But wait what’s this
A Bait and switch
Not rainbow trout
Just a big ole mud pout
All the little fishes
With their fishy little wishes
Swimming in the same old puddle
Same old worms, same old trouble
Plenty of fish? Yeah, well… Maybe
They all look like sharks to me
This little mermaid went to the ocean
This little mermaid crossed the sea
This little mermaid loves a sailor
That has yet to capture she
One fish, two fish
Old fish, new fish
Plenty of shark-ish
Dangerous liasons-ish
Methinks I’ll stay alone-ish
In my lovely, landlocked home
…ish
~ kei
9 April 2015
AnElephantCant write clever rhymes
He thinks that mackerel can sound just like cockerel
He wants to be Dr Seuss
But of course it is no use
His limericks all end up as doggerel
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AnElephantCant is a most skilled magician
At clever and amusing wordsmithin’
Seussian purists might moue
At Karin’s poorly rhymed poo
But now she feels like the best poetician!
Merci cher Elephant tu me donne une grand sourir cet après-midi
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I love the swishing sounds of your words, Karin. This is an upbeat feel- good poem 🙂
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Thank you! I was having a little fun with the dating scene – my perception anyway. PoF and whatnot make me miss high school – when guys’ jeans were tight, their circle of friends was their “bio” and I wouldn’t mind the jock girls stuffing me in a locker for being the Punk/Goth who got the halfback on the football team! (that bit was true, lol!) 🙂 🙂
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