The Parrot Fish and the Carrot Fish

Best friends, they were;

swimming the oceans

from north to south

and easy to west.

Never apart;

for to separate

would mean the seeking

of a very small fish

in some very large notions.

‘Have you seen my friend?’

they would ask as they swam about –

I doubt that they would ever again reunite,

although there is the slimmest possibility of a chance that perhaps they might.


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