Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Poem of the Great Blue


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.


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5 Comments:

At 11:40 AM, Blogger caroline said...

Better than Lewis Carroll.."How doth the Little Crocodile"....
Love it, love it!

Caroline at 44N 103W

 
At 1:42 PM, Blogger Kathiesbirds said...

Oh, I love this for its humor, its rhyme and meter and its truth! Great job!

 
At 3:02 PM, Blogger Shecky said...

Ogden Nash is spinning in his grave!

 
At 5:04 PM, Blogger Julie Zickefoose said...

Mmmmm. Zick love this.

 
At 10:20 PM, Blogger Mary said...

I'll bet you sat down and wrote that in 10 minutes - would have taken me a day.

Great!

 

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