The horny male lionfish
Swam up to a potential mate,
And began his best show offish
Efforts to obtain a hot date.
Flaunting and boasting his buff bod,
Shaking all his spines on display,
But thinking to himself 'twas odd,
She was acting in a strange way.
Cuz the object of all this woo
Shot away like a cannonball,
Wearing some look like thingaroo,
Was not a lionfish at all.
In the ocean, there are all types,
Even weird humans wearing stripes!
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