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Some Impossible Love Story

Goldfish and a handheld mirror mated. Tabloids and truth are rarely conflated. She has a dinky dorsal. Plus, her mind's never full. I saw myself in him, as transparent as I am dim. Witty, no, Big Bird's listed as her closest kin. Waters ain't ruffled, I adore Goldie's kinky lateral left fin. Her scales sparkle with purpose and poise. She swims in a cage, heedless of raising a noise. Sweet tartare sauce! Gal reeled me in through her coy affection. My prince is anything but a wall hanging for your reflection.

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Tom Woody

Date: 6/29/2025 5:51:00 AM

You sure have a unique way of looking at life Trina!

Tom Woody
Date: 6/29/2025 6:08:00 AM

Hey, I love quirk

Trina Layne
Date: 6/29/2025 6:05:00 AM

:) What I would say is that I had an idea. I tried it out. I believe I was going to pair a partridge and a clam at one point, but I liked the portable mirror and the goldfish better. I had fun. That was important for this exercise - the spirit of fun. A humorist lives within. I'm working on it.