Monday, 2 November 2009

A Fish's Tale- G Clair

Something struck me out of the blue
and cut my dorsal fin
worst pain, I'd say I ever knew
guess it's due for mess I'm in

Thankfully, I am just fine
next time I'll be more careful
and watch out for the fisherman's line
and try to be more prayerful

This one's not that into fish
though fish he did one night
caught me hanging out beside
the boat, to my delight.

"Would you just consider
spending time with me today?
I've got a lot here on my mind but
got some time to play."

So play we did and had a ball
the fisherman and I,
must say though, along the way
the man, he caught my eye.

He shared a couple of tales
that I could scarce believe
a women who had landed that old
heart upon on his sleeve.

Before the sun had set
I felt a certain sting of pain
"If you were not a fish", he said,
I'd take you out again".

"I do appreciate the thought"
and entertained the notion,
"so put me in some salt water here
or jump in to my ocean."

"I get a funny feeling",
said the fisherman to me,
"that if I were- to take you out,
you'd really miss the sea."

been hooked perhaps a dozen times
and thrown back in the water
but suddenly I understood,
delivered from sure slaughter.

"I've got your number, fisherman
and thank you for your time
upon my scales I've weighed your heart
and came up with a rhyme.

"The sunset's sweet and lures you, man
into that fishy stupor
but you're just a fast food junkie
and will never taste my grouper."

And with that I swam away.

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