I don't know how old I was when I wrote this poem, but I know I was very young. :-)
FISH
I don't like fish
I don't like the way they look
I don't like the way they feel
I don't like the way they taste
So, please leave them in the water
and let them swim
So, please leave them in the water
and let them swim
I like the way they swim
They never even come up for air
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