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the water was dark, as asphalt, nothing could be seen, until looking real close, the fish moved so slowly, among the lowly seaweed, if they could laugh, then seaweed                                         would                                          know                                       that fish                                      are ticklish                                    at this depth. So in defence of their weakness, for their troubled neighbours, the fish as a group has a stratagem, ahem to release bubbles from                     both ends, but only while amongst                   the seaweed. ©DWE012014
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 10:59 PM UTC
Fish and Bubbles
the water was dark, as asphalt, nothing could be seen, until looking real close, the fish moved so slowly, among the lowly seaweed, if they could laugh, then seaweed                                         would                                          know                                       that fish                                      are ticklish                                    at this depth. So in defence of their weakness, for their troubled neighbours, the fish as a group has a stratagem, ahem to release bubbles from                     both ends, but only while amongst                   the seaweed. ©DWE012014
Inspired by fish crackers and cheerios on the sidewalk outside in the rainy roadway, today
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 10:59 PM UTC
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