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Fishhouse Poems - Poems about Fishhouse


For the Fishhouse
...I shop there, fresh from the sea. I never met a fin for which I didn't have a yen. Blackened, fried, any old way, as long as I have my say. No wonder then, it's safe to bet a turquoise betta ......

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Categories: fishhouse, pets,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things