Mark Koplin Poet Rhyme

Ode To a Goldfish

Have you ever sat while deep in thought,
on a brand new toilet seat that you just bought?
Maybe you wondered and felt despair,
about that poor little goldfish you flushed down there.

Was he dead or just fast asleep?
Could he make the ocean in his final leap?
It’s truly a mystery we may never know.
Now I’m wondering how far one could go.

Maybe a GPS tracker tucked in with a twig.
Would he continue to grow, would he get really big?
I sit here and wonder with time to waste.
Is this poem a beauty, or simply bad taste.

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Spirit Cook July 6, 2022 at 9:30 PM "Is this poem a beauty, or simply bad taste." Neither, it is just a chuckle, a moment of light relief in a dark world. So far all of your poems that I have read been deeply honest whether it's painfully honest or amusingly honest. ((Happy honest hugs)) Mark

Lindsay Laurie December 7, 2020 at 9:02 PM Hello Mark … crikey! I’ve never thought about fishing in a sewer. Maybe it’s not a real good idea - I did enjoy your poem Mark - Lindsay Mark Koplin December 8, 2020 at 4:03 AM Sewer spearing. Lol Thanks Lindsay!

Jan Allison December 7, 2020 at 5:35 PM ha ha ha a goldfish or a bog log to be flushed - when i was a kid our neighbour used to flush kittens down the loo - she was a monster:-( hugs jan xx Mark Koplin December 8, 2020 at 4:03 AM Kittens? Wow that’s twisted! That’s some island

Andrea Dietrich December 7, 2020 at 2:33 PM haha. Love the "bathroom" humor, silly but very fun reading. Mark Koplin December 7, 2020 at 4:16 PM Thanks Andrea!