Fishy Affair

While in the market place I’ll know from a mile Where the assorted fish is sold, sliced or whole Tuna, sardine or trout, all frozen tucked in ice pile Fish smell drives away the essence from my soul. The recipes of global repute people so much adore Salmon rillette, tartine, lutefisk, sushi or even caviar Make at sight my olfactory senses revolt and sore I won’t eat these, not make gas within, turn cavalier. If our tastes develop an avid aversion for fish ever This aquatic species would swim cheerfully, I wish My food would be full of pleasant vegetarian flavor The smell of fishy gas would never float over my dish. September 30, 2021 Contest : May The Gas Be With You Farts Part 2 Sponsor : Chantelle Anne Cooke