Friday, September 17, 2010


One fish, two fish;
Red fish, blue fish.
You can't quite keep up
with how fast they vanish.

An apple a day
keeps the doctor away,
But for one trillion fish
there's a huge price to pay.

A bird in the hand
is worth two in the bush?
Your hand is no home
Is freedom too much?

We are told not to cry
over spilt milk.
One mother has done that;
too many tears for her ilk?

Step on a crack
break your mother's back.
That still sounds much better
than a captive bolt to get whacked.

Young men may quip
they are as tough as leather,
But those with their skins
could understand, never.

The best things in life
may truly be free,
Yet animals killed over pennies
ought never to be.

Familiarity breeds contempt,
and absence makes the heart grow fonder.
It is true that we would only eat
those whose interests we would hardly ponder.

This is but a poem, and
Actions speak louder than words.
We must each decide if might makes right,
or if this pen is mightier than the sword.

One fish, two fish;
red fish, blue fish.
Will you choose to grant fish
their one basic wish?

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