Fish My Fish

*FISH MY FISH*

And he gives me
Fishes in sizes,
Sweet and delicious
That it soothes my worms.
But it bones keeps
Throttling my throat
They were sweet not mine.

Until I learn to
Fish my fish,
They will hold
Feasts in my belly

*paciolo pen saint*

Paciolo Pen Saint
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