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.


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