Piranha Poems - Poems about Piranha

Fight and bite alone you will never go to school, Little Piranha....

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P erchance has anyone seen something fishy I n the pot of soup we all like to eat? R aucous spices of refute with long spikey teeth. A re there some questionable ingredients that do N ot blend well with all the others? H ave you smelled the odor, the fishy stench they put out? A dding a little more water...

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Quick as Piranha Tucked in a booth in back, the last customer of the day cracks a fortune cookie, sips Oolong as Mr. Hong locks up. It’s time for his supper. Two tall sons bear from the kitchen dishes his wife won’t allow on the menu. Platters of meat red, green, brown huddle and steam in the middle of the table. When...

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Hanibal the piranha Along the Amazon he swam Looking for juicy treats Whether, Animal, vegetable or man As he swims through the waters His teeth so razor sharp Depending on what he eats He inevitably goes parp Then lots of little bubbles To the surface they all rise Where lots of little fishes Hold their nose and close their eyes This makes Hanibal the Piranha Awfully,...

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Riding down the Amazon, carrying the pulse of everything, waging a daily campaign by living life where he finds it, a piranha feeds for its happiness, leaving nothing behind. Time to dive, dive, swim for your life....

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