Fishy Circumstances
The scales fall swiftly from the eyes
And suddenly, we realize
Those fish we flushed down the toilet
Were clever, sentient koi that
Faked their death and swam the sewer
(Shawshank-style, for savvy viewer).
Wool pulled by infernal guppy,
Now we’re walking the new puppy…
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H/T to Maurice Rigoler’s A Goldfish Asks
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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