To the One Who Found Nemo

i wrote this for you

Oh hi... let me tell you something.

Uhm... 

Err...

What was I about to say??

Ohh! Yeah... To the one who found Nemo!

To the one who found Nemo, here are some things to add on your memo.

One.

Nemo lives in a different time zone.

He sleeps at 5 and wakes up around 1.

He's jet-lagged for years now, not a morning person indeed.

Well, Nemo is a fish... not a bird;

He's always late, at times on time, but never early.

Two.

Nemo is spendthrift.

He's too generous.

Too risky.

He'll travel the oceans, anything apparently limitless

to give you a box of Lindt

though all you'd ever asked is a piece of mint.

Three.

Nemo is half fish-half whale... in a certain degree.

He eats a lot. Like... literally.

It's a practical consequence that follows naturally.

Four.

Nemo is picky... well at least before.

He wears Biosocks for his tail covered with Vans.

He likes Atlantis, you may buy it at Metropolis.

And those finely ground tobacco wrapped in paper -

he calls "Old Spices".

So yes, dearest stunner, kudos!

There are lots of fish in the sea,

But look he chose you.

Five.

Nemo is kinda hardheaded like a stonefish...

At least based from the archives.

He's lactose intolerant, hear?

But loves to eat a lot of dairy-venom candies

As long as he could carry,

then poop-poop-poopsie like a baby!

Six.

Nemo has extreme stupidity.

Gets jealous a bit easy.

So oopsie Fishy Daisy, never ever be silly...

No no no to Billy, Henry and Willie.

Seven.

Oh, Caplin!

See the waves? Those undulating curves?

That's his mood! And it swings!

At some point, it feels uneven.

And at some point, please

Never be scared to show your fin.

Eight.

Eight.

Eight.

Eight to this infinity, I guess.

There are lots of things to say,

But you must see 'em your way.

Probably, his eyes shine much brighter today.

Probably now, he swims away from his hooks.

He no longer wants to kick the bucket!

Probably, he now found his Spring in Summer

after getting Autumn on a Winter.

Well, I just want to say that...

That Clownfish, is a crystalline rock

that can be cut and polished for jewels.

He's a gem, and so you are.

Oops! What a shame!

I've been talking about all these

without even saying my name.

Well, hi!

I'm Dory.

I suffer from short term memory loss.

Just like how he shortly stayed.

Err, I'm a bit new to this memory thing,

so I can't exactly say for sure...

But something tells me that

When I found him, I'd lost myself.

Oh hi... let me tell you something!

What was I about to say?

Author's Note

hey, chin up c:

Reviews

[Gabby The GAB]

Heeeyy! this right here is overrated, you should join some contests about poem writing, you're good. Great write! :))