Phalanges Lost
super nova eyed fish
If served for dinner O how large a dish
Is it speckled freckled can it blush
trying to catch it
my hands in a rush
the line caught and in a fit
I put my hand within it
phalanges lost
no more fishing lines can I toss
Copyright © Bias Fields | Year Posted 2011
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