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Stanky Fish

I wanted a sardine can
To keep me warm at night
To curl up inside it
And tuck me out of sight

With metal as my blanket
I'll muse within my mind
Thinking of my life
All that I left behind

As I muse I sniff the fish
Flavoured with herbs and spices
I know some people who would eat
Those soft and scaly slices


Tomorrow I think I'll muse from the tuna hammock.

Author notes

Haha epic fail. Um so yeah:

13a. Spices and herbs
39a. Musings from the hammock
40a. Night seems so long

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  • marythepumpkin
    October 24

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    i love it!

    only you could have written this one. excellent job...keep writin'!


  • Everlasting Ellen
    October 12

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    Eeeweek I hate fishy flavoured fish lmao but well done. Again you manage to make something so random and odd into poetry of a true amelia chookish style