Clown Fish Take the Beach
It was a battle like no other.
We lost my daddy and my brother.
My relatives continued to screech.
The day those aggressive clown fish took the beach.
The battle was savage, the rewards given to others.
We had sad eels, squids, and octopus mothers.
Those clown fish ruined our lives that day.
But I guess all is fair in war in the fishy wishy bay.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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