Koi Poems / Poor Hariwake

[paulw]

Poor Hariwake,
Lying on the floor.
My hopes of you being a champion
Gone, forever more.
Fifteen pounds, for a four inch fish
I must be ruddy mad.
A Koi, with great potential
The best I ever had.
I brough you in for the winter,
To grow you on, in style.
Okay, I left the lid up
But I was only gone a while.
Now look at you, cat's supper,
Dusty, battered and dead,
Small consolation I suppose
To know the cat's been fed.
But wait!
Did I see your gill move
Yes! I thought I did.
In you go,
He's moving slow,
Now close the flipping lid.
Sorry Cat, you'll have to wait,
The Champ is doing fine.
Where's that Cheshire grin of yours,
Better Luck Next Time

[maleri]

Nice one Paul.

Lars

[Dan Blatt]

Cute

[paulw]

cheers

[dick benbow]

like to see the story in haiku version...did give me a chuckle..thanks!

[KohakuJack]

This poem has been lifted from our club's website, to which I hold the copyright. Therefore, this copyright has been breached.

[Bern]

Thought it looked familiar.

While I believe the web is still Informations super highway, proprieties should be observed. A simple way of sharing such information is to post a link to it. That way we can all share it and the owners rights aren't infringed.

rgds BERN

[shiromujigirl]

I'm starr veeeenn......
How 'bout a plate
Of sar deeeeeeen?

[Bern]

You may be hungry
and underfed
But touch my koi
and you'll soon be dead.

[Marc]

Hey Bern..You will have to watch out or you will be getting your composition stolen as well...Get it copyrighted quick!!! :lol: :lol: :lol: