Alive without breath;

As cold as death;

Never thirsting, ever drinking;

Clad in mail never clinking.

Drowns on dry land,

Thinks an island

Is a mountain;

Thinks a fountain

Is a puff of air.

So sleek, so fair!

What a joy to meet!

We only wish

To catch a fish,

So juicy-sweet!

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Very nice fish poem

Missed your opportunity🤷🏽