Freedom

“Freedom”

A fish breaking the bonds of the sea
and flopping passionately rapidly inland.

Freedom

There was silly fish who loved the air
The sea he loved to chide.
He passionately flopped on land
and there he almost died.
A mighty Man then saw the fish
and kicked him in his pride.
So stung, the fish, now flying, whined
Like babies freshly dried.
But when he splashed and had a taste,
His eyes were open wide.
For it was lovely and tasty and tinted with light.

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