Fishy Poems - Poems about Fishy

I’m resting in bed with an aching head. Ma’s fussing and said “I’ve cooked a huge fish it’s truly delish” I try to feign sleep, pretend to count sheep but I want to weep! I’m craving beef steak, rich cheese pasta bake or a slice of cake! Ma made me pike pie And I cannot lie I started to cry. My pike pie I squish I loathe this fish...

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What have you done, for you look like a perch? On Botox you should've done some research I won't sugarcoat it You look very bloated Your face is engorged, and some will besmirch Resembling a puffer with puckered lips I wanna pop them with my fingertips Dress yourself up in lace Get rid of that fish face Girl, you better get real and come...

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Successful Youngin Yuppy Guppy Moon Fish Luna Tuna Rhymer Fish Snapper Rapper Ready for Combat Marine Sardine Deceased Mob Boss Bad trout Had clout New Mob Boss Mobster Lobster The Strange One This cod is odd The Affectionate One Marlin’ Darlin’ Fish Valentine I like My pike Dinner Con The clam - a sham...

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There is one job I could never do ever since leaving school this was a no never felt any real direction at that time but a fish shop job was never ever so The smell of fish always put me off even from a early age to smell I just couldn't stand this aroma fish and me would not ever gel Today when...

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There once was a fish kept in a bowl. In his little sphere he had control. But then that damn cat Knocked it over—splat! And proceeded to gobble him whole....

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We'd get the punt from St Mary's church, We clambered aboard, with enough gear to make the punt lurch. There was my Dad my Uncle, me and a family friend, You could feel the day was going to be hot, But off we went to discover our fishy lot. We each had a very expensive rod, but we was one...

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I want to become a jelly fish. Brainless Boneless Bloodless I want to float in the Ocean. Let the waves carry Me. Note.Please no injection....

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SOUNDS FISHY In this recent competition I was number one And they confirmed officially that I had won But I actually heard from entrant number two And she was also told that she had won too I do wonder what are organisers really for So few entrants, as there were only four The prize was a Scottish holiday up in Fife Not for...

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The scales fall swiftly from the eyes And suddenly, we realize Those fish we flushed down the toilet Were clever, sentient koi that Faked their death and swam the sewer (Shawshank-style, for savvy viewer). Wool pulled by infernal guppy, Now we’re walking the new puppy… —————— H/T to Maurice Rigoler’s A Goldfish Asks...

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A school of silverfish looked up at me At least it seemed their eyes could see I acknowledged them with a bob of my head They bobbed me back ~ That's all we said...

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A black cat with bright yellow eyes Can go out at night in disguise. He'll raid every pond Then quickly abscond With free of charge fishy supplies. 03.04.22 Black Cat Poetry Contest Sponsor : Robert James Liguori...

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gold fish was in love with the gorgeous zebra fish her love for her striped mate was blind the two spawned to have their colour merged breed love is love, colours mean nothing, but anglers had their laughs sold them as grilled gold fish 3rd placement Written 12/02/2022 Give me a Rictameter poetry contest M L Kiser 2468108642 syllable count on PS syllable counter...

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While in the market place I’ll know from a mile Where the assorted fish is sold, sliced or whole Tuna, sardine or trout, all frozen tucked in ice pile Fish smell drives away the essence from my soul. The recipes of global repute people so much adore Salmon rillette, tartine, lutefisk, sushi or even caviar Make at sight my olfactory senses...

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Microlight When they appeared, we were like, “What …the?” motorcycles dangling from multi-coloured wings, animated comic book scene blond wisps racing at leisure in deliberate mid-morning breeze rainbow spectrum gone haywire, in the azure June sky they were flaunting metallics, Kariba breams in fish eagle talons. They hovered above, the whole school was set in a frenzy nerds set books aside, watched...

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