Tu, two, to, too much fun, mud and maniacs
Here ends impromptu!
Except a few not in book two.
Mere comments, just responding to,
Now reflect a few thought through too.
Still patrolling, sub-surface, an unconscious sea
and unknowing of purpose but, in all honesty.
Devoid any service, lest one likes what they see
in annoying, staid verses, cast ichthyologically.
An author indeed, was not my intention,
just fun for posting that got some attention.
Could it be the world needs more weird fish ascension
or these fertile deeds of merely foolish dimension?
Oh yes, I did!
The next ride from Fish Pants Dance Antics Ranch is loose and swimming.
Catch your dual, fun fueled, deep woods and water wandering, finned friends, Namazu and Blundering O’Bloat, in their subsequent nautical escapade, encapsulated in this, “Another Hints of Mythic Catfish Existence”.
Wink, SpLaSh!, grin n’ tail fin…>-=^;>