Who's Fish
WHO’S FISH
A mother seal, her grief, too much to bear
When you think of this do you even care
As you dine out, on your fish and chips
That grieving mother was in total bits
So there it was sat upon your dish
Saying; excuse me, who's fish
Indiana Shaw . . .
"Clubbing baby seals to death, because, they eat your fish" . . . !
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2020
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