FISH WISH

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The Flying Fish done flew away

The Swordfish picked a fight.

The Neon lit up like a sign

I thought that he just might.

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The Tuna couldn't carry one

A tune, despite his name.

He said the Crayfish was a Shrimp

Quite true, although a shame.

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The Dogfish swam around and chased

The Catfish here and there.

The Lionfish just shook his mane

Ferocious as a bear.

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If fish could live in pockets

Still alive, not dead and cold.

My hope, my wish, my fish of choice

I'm sure you guess is Gold.