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March 6, 2015

Wish the Fish 04 (respect) 3-6-15

ONCE upon a splashing time
a little fish wished he could rhyme.
But 'Wish the Fish' lived in the sea
and brought so much calamity.
In Fish Hook City down below
the ocean waves and ocean's flow -
are diff'rent colored fish in schools
who made a slew of bizarre rules.

Now Wish the Fish?  Mostly greenish -
avoided colored fish of bluish,
pinkish, reddish, brownish, whitish,
blackish, (well, you get the pictureish).

So anyway, Wish grew learning
how to judge without discerning.
Although he harbored little hate,
he learned how to discriminate.

He elevated self with pride
until there was a huge divide
between the greenish tone of Wish
and other hues of other fish.

His attitude of disrespect
was obviously incorrect
but Wish, a racist, had become.
He was naive, pathetic, dumb.

Wish came across a colored 'Trout'
and said something to think about
and Wish was firm down to his soul.
He said the rules gave him control.

He said those words, not once, but twice
They were not good and were not nice.
But then he heard that fish's cry
and felt so bad, he wished he'd die.

So Wish cried off proud scales that day.
They fell like rain and that gave way
to great respect for ev'ry kind
of fish that Wish could ever find.

Wish asked forgiveness on the spot
and his reward?  New friend he got.
So that's how Trout became a friend
who trusted Wish.  And that's "The End".
The moral of this poem's great,
if this whole world would love, not hate

©2015 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED


Wish the Fish (introduced in story 01)
Big Mouth Bass (introduced in story 03)
Trout (introduced in story 04)

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