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Sep 2016
CARASSIUS AURATUS

somewhere behind her bottlethick glasses
her eyes like fish swam
in an aquarium

she talked and talked
as if she were on a merry-go-round she
couldn't get off

her thoughts
goldfish
swimming 'round'round a bowl

she on the other hand had
the annoying habit of drifting
off to sleep if someone else dare speak

asleep now and snoring
her eyes dead gold fish
floating on the water's surface
40 years after she bored me to death with a 3 hour talk of her goldfish....I thought it was time to get my own back and I marshalled the words and sent them into battle.

CARASSIUS AURATUS


Someone was talking a whole load of carp....this is moi trying not to **** 'em!

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N.B.

No bores were harmed in the making of this poem
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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