Fish

After teaching him how to fish, 
He told him when to fish;
where to fish. 
He's now catching much fish 
And they call him big fish.

He sells some of his fish
Gives his neighbours fish
That need fish
So though he sells fish,
No one calls him selfish.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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