A Happy Poem Why art thou a fish named custard? Fishy fishy fish water, wind, rain fishy fishy fish Where is the food? Where is the sun? fishy fishy fish I swim, I swim, I- float. I see the sun. Apple crumble more crumble than apple crumbly crumbly apple sun called crumble I see my fish crumbly crumbly apple talk to me fish How have you been fishy fishy fish Join me, and let us stay here forever. By Taaliyah Foster 26
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