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John's original poems

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A FISHTAIL (In Three Pisces)(even fishes like grandfather/longcase/tallcase clocks)  (December 2003)
There's a Shark about this Plaice, I Cod
you not and not a Sole knows but you.
I would not tell you a Red Herring,(no White Bait for me)even if you are a spoilt Sprat,
well, perhaps just a Shrimp Tiddler, but at least
not on Porpoise and you're no Snow Whiting Monk Fish either,so stop Carping, sing a different Tuna,take that look off your Kipper and stop Dolphin around or Salmon chanted evening, as if in a Bream, we will fight like Cat and Dogfish,with Swordfish and Sturgeon's
knife at the Hereward the Hake school of
Killer Whales and Turbot powered Sea
Horses will Wrasse down at the Scallop
from Haddock Park led by a Sting Ray
of light to sit on a Perch and watch,
forming a barracuda
squashed like Sardines, all in Tench and
bet ten Squid on a shake of the Dace
that you won't quiver like a Jellyfish
and feel Cockley enough to flex your
Mussels for a Marlin the magician Fluke
win for I train on Barbels, and am a Pilchard
Starfish. Afterwards they will drink
a Lobster Pot of draught Bass, Fillet up,
(to make up for times of Trout), eat
Roached potatoes from Goldfish plated
dishes, and celebrate by doing the Conger.


P.S. Please don't Crab my Razor sharp,Brill John Dory story, or I might Snapper, Cray and
Flounder. I didn't Clam up and thought it was quite a Gudgeon from my Angler. I know it's only small Fry(not even a Minnow} and nowhere near as big as the one which I didn't Ruddy well write write, but I'm not a Dab hand and never meant it to be played as music by the Mullet Grouper or the Halibut Orchestra. I am
Shellfish enough to want to Keepnet it to
myself. However, as you are my Chubby
little friend, perhaps you and Rod might
share a bit portion,not enough to stuff your Octopus, but only if you get
your Skates on at the Grayling of Prawn,
before the Sunfish rises and lure me by
Lobworming in some Reel quality Bait,and buying me an Oyster egg,otherwise you've had your Chips.A cup of Char and Peas be with you, warming over a Coalfish fire.


P.P.S. Zander nother thing, well perhaps
Knot, I'm past my Pike now, so you'll just
have to Rigg and cast your Gurnard line and Weight and Leger for whatever might
Float through my head.Hoki ?
Jack Sharp has just opened his Red Gob,
got his Stickleback up,(What a Huss pot) and said I've gone over the Tope!
Holy Mackerel! FIN.
(Thank goodness for that,me Anchovy feel a bit Ruff and are about to Flake out!)