Fish Poem by Susan Sparks

Fish, fish, fish,
I wish...
I double wish-
I were a fish.

Swish, swish, swish,
I wish...
I double wish-
I could swim like a fish.

Flit, flit, flit,
I wish...
I double wish-
I could flitter, if just a little.

Hide behind a rock,
Just any old rock,
The best kind of rock...
Is a rock right by the dock.

On second thought,
I wish I weren't a fish.
Because a fish by the dock-
ALWAYS gets caught.

And when it's caught,
It gets cut-
Into a filet.
Dead meat.

Mom takes dead meat
And rolls it in corn meal.
She slaps it in the skillet.
And turns it into good meat.

On the table
I am able
To eat
The good meat.

Fish, fish, fish,
I wish...
I double wish-
I weren't a fish.

(TGFF- Thank God For Fish) .