one fish, two fish, dead fish, blue fish


a fish once told me,
it was drowning.

i told it,
“if i take you out of the water,
you will die.”

it told me,
“if i stay in the water,
i will die, as well.”

it laughed.
“but then again, 
you have the same problem.”

then, with a swish of it’s tail,
it was gone.

i hate fish.

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