Fish, fish, fish, <br /> I wish... <br /> I double wish- <br /> I were a fish. <br /> <br /> Swish, swish, swish, <br /> I wish... <br /> I double wish- <br /> I could swim like a fish. <br /> <br /> Flit, flit, flit, <br /> I wish... <br /> I double wish- <br /> I could flitter, if just a little. <br /> <br /> Hide behind a rock, <br /> Just any old rock, <br /> The best kind of rock... <br /> Is a rock right by the dock. <br /> <br /> On second thought, <br /> I wish I weren't a fish. <br /> Because a fish by the dock- <br /> ALWAYS gets caught. <br /> <br /> And when it's caught, <br /> It gets cut- <br /> Into a filet. <br /> Dead meat. <br /> <br /> Mom takes dead meat <br /> And rolls it in corn meal. <br /> She slaps it in the skillet. <br /> And turns it into good meat. <br /> <br /> On the table <br /> I am able <br /> To eat <br /> The good meat. <br /> <br /> Fish, fish, fish, <br /> I wish... <br /> I double wish- <br /> I weren't a fish. <br /> <br /> (TGFF- Thank God For Fish) .<br /><br />Susan Sparks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fish-36/
