Fun Fishing

Rex and Rita went to catch fish, Carrying with them safe steel dish; Though did not know the art, Both fancied playing smart, Could not, yet, fulfill their core wish...! Pond should be troubled - said Rex vexed. At this Rita answered perplexed: It's a dull dark deep pond, With great army of frond, Wherein dangers deadly refluxed...! Rex got an idea brand new. He spread pieces of bread a few. Schools of fish soon he found, Swimming quickly around, Carefully then his hook he threw...! A tiny fish like a tadpole, Hung like puzzled and riddled soul... Rita felt compassion, Rex in sheer game-passion, Shut the little fish in his bowl...! They found a fancy aqua jar, Kept their cat away very far; Lo, she swam all alone, Within shut marine zone, Lonely and lost like a lame star...! Rex and Rita, within hearts, felt, That this fish will into death melt; They left her in the pond, Saw her swiftly abscond, Went back home, joy within them dwelt...! 23 November 2022 Children's Limericks Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Eve Roper