Poeming Again...

A Little Fish

A friend who calls,

Reading this months Cleo,

She recalls,
I've fallen into a category,

I've never realized before,

I've just been called,

An Eligible batchelor,

Which suggests to my mind,

Which sounded,

That demand could be high,

But I reckon,

I'm just a small little fish,

Living in the biggest ocean.

by Ed