Fishing

Rocks, ripples, water
Splash, circles, stillness
Sometimes skips
Sometimes once
Sometimes sinks
Sometimes floats
Floating on its back
Out to sea
Fatter and fatter fish
Swimming in the sea
Lots of fish
Lots of shrimp
Lots of things underneath the sea
Some of them I'm glad I ain't
But mostly I'm glad
I haven't met Captain Fish
That's Captain Hook to you mateys

 

Jasper (aged 8), 2003

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