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One Fish Two Fish Why I'm Better Than You Fish

by DANNY PITTS
10/24/19
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      ONE FISH, TWO FISH. WHY I’M BETTER THAN YOU FISH. 

Adjusting his crown and thinking to himself

Wow! I look better than everybody else. 

Let me go out into the sea,

So all the fish can have a look at me 

As he swam to the playground, he met Mr. Meard

An old gray fish with a long gray beard 

Hey Mr. Meard, the fish did say

You’re moving really slow

You move slower every day 

With that being said, as quick as can be,

He swam circles around Mr. Meard

Than darted off into the sea 

Smiling to himself about the laugh he just got

Leaving the old fish angry, with his beard in a knot. 

He came across some guppies, ten of them in all

“Come play with us”, one of them shouted

We’re playing a game of volleyball. 

I can’t play with you, I thought you knew

See my golden skin

This golden crown 

You’re yellow, he’s purple, he’s green and he’s brown

He’s blue, he’s silver, he’s white and he’s black 

Can’t you see I’m better than you

Step your little selves back 

With all the different colors, he laughs at them all,

He slaps the fish with his tail

Then runs off with the volleyball 

I hope they’re mad he thought

Every last one

Makes no difference to me

I’m having so much fun 

As he continued to swim, he felt a rumble in his tummy

Hmm, I want something wonderful to eat

A fat juicy worm would be yummy 

Out in the distance, what could that be

A chunky fat worm, floating in the sea 

He swallowed up the worm, without a second look

Then ouch he screamed, the worm was on a hook 

With the hook in his mouth, the fish began to fight

He swam and he fought, with all of his might 

But the fisherman pulled and he jerked and released

Anticipating his delicious golden fish feast 

As he fought and he fought for what seemed like a day

The golden fish felt his strength fading away 

As the fisherman pulled him upward

He caught a glimpse of the sun 

He thought to himself, It’s over. I’m finished. I’m done

I’m going to be his dinner’

I’m tired. He won. 

Then came the brown fish, the black and the blue

The yellow fish, the silver fish

The young and old too 

They grabbed the line in their mouth

And with all their strength, they swam to the south 

The fisherman fought and he fought with all things as such

But the strength of the fish working together was way too much 

They pulled and theypulled until they felt the line break

Then they swam to the bottom of the sea for safety sake 

Why did you save me? asks the fish. It was my end

I’ve never been kind to you. I wasn’t your friend. 

From the back of the crowd came old Mr. Meard

Still wearing the knots in his beard 

Slowly coming forward, Mr. Meard began to speak 

God made us different. Not one like the other

But we use our differences to help one another 

I hope and I pray that you learned a lesson today

We all are golden in our own special way 

The fish swim in closer to hear what he has to say

Thank you, he smiles. Thank you for saving my life today. 

The fish smile back

Then they all run off to play.