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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Fish And His Sandwich
[time] => 2005-07-11 15:29:59
[hometext] => I know it's not that good, but I was just having fun writing it.
[bodytext] => There once was a fish that lived in the lake who got filled up with burgers and tacos and steak. He wanted something else, something different and fun he had such a craving that he asked some one, “What can a fish like me do? I’m sick of fast food. Aren’t you too?” “Why no!” said the eel, feeling holier than thou. “Why would I eat something not from a cow?” Dismayed, our beloved fish swam persistently on wondering where all the nice fish had gone. He asked a flounder, a bass, and a trout but none of the fish could figure him out. So he went to the elderly crab and told the old man “I want something different to eat but when I asked the others they simply ran!” “Don’t cry,” said crab, bringing him near. “What you need, my lad is a sandwich, I fear.” “A sandwich?!” cried the fish with a start and a scream so loud it almost stop the crab’s heart. Where in the lake does a fish find one of these? In the sand, like the name suggests? Or do they make them on land?” “On the land, my child, where no fish can go. Why it would be suicide just to do so!” “I’ll risk it Mr. Crab!” said the fish and off he went without the wise crab’s consent. To the seagulls he swam to strike a deal. He offered a burger for his esteemed meal. “A sandwich?!” they said, thinking it over. They were certain the poor fish was out of his head. But away they flew, far out of sight, until they picked up a bologna sandwich that they figured would do him just right. They dropped the ambrosia in front of the fish and the fish was profoundly happy that they’d fulfilled his wish. “Thank you!” he chimed and turned over their prize and began to consume the rapture of a GINORMOUS size. The little fish’s blue scales glistened ten times as bright as his little fishy gills filled with delight. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 31 [informant] => WorthlesSanity666 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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