Best Aquariums Poems

A shooting star is a blue orchid. At a Christmas party. But never in a fur coat. That would not be operable would it. Nevertheless a swinging peacock could disco dance in radiating beams from a single lamp. Heaping custard onto a crocus in a...

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With tear drops,
your blue eyes 
already turned to  
a pair of acquariums
where seaweeds and mussels 
have fully grown,
I wonder when fishes
swimming happily
will come to the throne...

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