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A Poem for Poetry Month

Monday April 27, 2009

 

The Singing Fish

Poor old Mr. Avery Gish

Thought he heard a singing fish.

Heard it late one night in June. 

Heard it singing to the moon.

Said the song was full of soul-

Not unlike old Nat King Cole.


So old Mr. Avery Gish

Went to catch his singing fish. 

He took a net and his canoe

Out on the lake so dark and blue.

And though the story sounds absurd

That was the last time people heard

Of poor old Mr. Avery Gish

And his silly singing fish.