A fish,
thought a good friend,
often finds himself distracted,
and drunk.
As Marlins often are.
A fish,
With a silver and blue breast,
often get his long snout stuck,
in some old wooden logs.
he tests and bets
but just can’t get it right.
even if he tries every night.
He just won’t ever be very bright.
and that’s okay in its own right.
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Fish dont have very big brains. Lol. Nice write. 😀
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