The Flying Fish
The Flying Fish.
by Mark Hurlin-Shelton
Copyright 1988
It was late in the night
and the ship's crew snored
When a rather strange creature landed aboard
I thought it the most extraordinary thing
For there lay before me
a fish with wings
Well here is a question
for wise men to solve
However did such
a strange creature evolve
A creature that isn't contented to be
Like all of the others
that swim in the sea
I wonder when was it
that the first fish tried
to grow little wings
and to swim in the sky
What do you think
don't you think it absurd?
A fish with a wish to be a bird .
Copyright © Mark Hurlin Shelton | Year Posted 2017
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