Little fishy swimmy swimmy

OMFG ANOTHER POEM?! STOP WRITING THESE ALREADY!

A dirty ocean, polluted and gross
Fishies swimming quickly, but nowhere to go
What is it for? I don't know.
Who really cares? Just let it flow.

So many problems, the fishies say
Make more problems, then swim away!
Fix 'em all, tomorrow or today
Doesn't really matter, they won't go away

All the sad fishies, swim around in the ocean
Who started this whole
Crazy locomotion
I don't know. Was it me? Was it you?
I just go with it, and you can too.

Author's Note

someone tell me to stop this shit. IT'S GETTING OUT OF CONTROL!!

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

I like it