Scared the fish to death
Or were they just waiting for food
What are these extra dark little bits
Suddenly floating around
Little fishy defecatery
A new word I came up with
Poetic licensure aside
“What’s she doing now?”
Don’t worry darlings
Just making ready for what our future might bring
Certainly not a fish fry
With this tiny size
Not even a mouthful could be
Have I told you how much I like fish?
Did the catfish try to bite me?
Shouldn’t bite the hand that feeds
Fat contented cat
More like annoyed I disturbed his spot
Behavior so typical
Were you a feline in another life?
Now swim to the other side
The other corner on the bottom
Nowhere really left to hide
Just the gravel and you
Still
The fact they’re all loved and well fed
As they glide around
I gather up the extra stones
The treasures atop the gravel
In an attempt to protect the environment
As clean as can possibly be
A new home for them we’ll find
The magnificent 7
5 Stripes and two Corys
All healthy and happy too
Not too out of line my prediction
Stick with me
I’m on your side
For us both to survive
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