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Willow Dec 2018
Fish:

You come in all forms and shapes,
In   all   imaginable   colours  and   shades,
Larger      than      some     ships     you      find, Smaller    than    a    thimble    of   any     kind,

You  can  ­ live   in   every   place   with  water,
Deeper     then     where     light    will     falter,
Or  high  enough  to  see  the  sun  light,
But sometime you are not in sight,

Some     of     you     are
really    beautiful,
You       make
aquariums      look      full,
Some   of   you   are   just   divine,

— The End —