Koi Fish Are the Storks In Drups

Humans have their storks but not so in the Land of drups.
Where koi fish deliver new babies in polka dotted cups.
They are brought in by telepathy on the tail of a half moon.
Making their prospective parents giddy and full of swoon.

They are left in their carriers in the back yards of course.
Protected under the jurisdiction of a unicorn horse.
Don’t go telling the tale, it is not for other humans to know.
I only told you because you spied the drop and the glow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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