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Oct 2018
John the fish
Lives in a dish
He couldn’t
Live in a bowl
He’s made of glass
And before you can ask
He’s mostly blue
And says
Good morning to you
As you carefully brew
A coffee for two
And start on your way
To have a good day
Remember the fish
After breakfast delish
A hug and a kish
He made you a wish
To have a good day
This evening you’ll play
And if you follow his way
It will all be okay
So remember to thank
Though he’s not in a tank
That trusty old friend
John the fish
Written by
Bruce Levine  New York
(New York)   
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