Haves Halves Poem by Ima Ryma

Sometimes I'm sunning on a rock,
And if some humans see me, they
Do screeching out in noisy shock,
Oft in disbelieving way,
'It's a mermaid, it's a mermaid! '
Nowadays they grab for a phone.
I take a dive, I'm not afraid.
I'd just rather be left alone.
More comfy with the fishes, I
Know that they regard me as norm.
They never ever question why
I'm in half human, half fish form.

The fish do always seem to be
Wondering what fish helped make me!