Surviving Home

In a house of blue

Lived a family of five.

Feeding times were regular.

Red meat and plated peas.

The family learned to swim,

(It was either that, or sink,)

When the house capsized

Into a colossal sea,

Harbor to an angry squid.

Oh yes!  There was panic, at first,

The inevitable flailing of arms–

A universal sign for help.

But with time and

Submersion,

The family acclimated and

Became bottom-feeders,

Clown fish,

Masquerading angel fish;

Anything to survive.

It’s sad, but probably due

To all the swimming

That they forgot their former legs

When the house spat them out.

Soggy landlubbers chomping at air,

Too big for little fishy mouths.

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