Big Catch Opah

Opah ran the waters of Ocean City.

Alone searching the depths,

nowhere to call home just roam.

Warm blood flows the bones.

Fishermen eyes and belly didn't pity.

So big so pretty a reddish scales

and purple-bluish tale. 

You eludes the rods to swim the cods.

Lonely you so big so blue.

Today you'll make fishermen stew.