28/03/2015

#poem #poetry #amwriting #sketchboard

it was a happy day when I found the dead fish
well I didn't actually find it
but I was the only one willing to pick it up
and down at the stream that meant a lot

and yes I did carry it home
no one else would

it made a nice change from soaking your arse in the sewer pipe
crouching low on entry to not crack your head

or finding the rottenest potato
to splat on a back

I was a hero
well when they didn't laugh at me for having a dead fish in the back yard

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