Gills Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Gills



Nine or ten orifices can help
With flying
If your a fish and you take in
Any air at all
They keep you in schools
And family
And fresh clothes and careers
While all of the time the
Busses are looking good
Under the sun-
Turning around even though
They have nowhere to
Go
At all-

Monday, July 16, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: fish
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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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