Flying Fish (A Poem)

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Flying fish all about. I do not want them In my house. Flying in my bedroom. Flying in my den. Flying, flying, flying, Will it ever end? Flying fish in my garden. Flying fish in my head. Flying, flying, flying, Now I'm seeing red. Red fish, green fish, Yellow fish, blue, Flying, flying, flying, What's the trouble With you. I think that I'm going crazy With all these flying fish. At least it makes more sense Than being struck by a flying dish.