Fish

Look at them flit
Lickety-split
Wiggling
Swiggling
Swerving
Curving
Hurrying
Scurrying
Chasing
Racing
Whizzing
Whisking
Flying
Frisking
Tearing around
With a leap and a bound
But none of them making the tiniest
                                              tiniest
                                                 tiniest
                                                    tiniest
                                                       tiniest
                                                          sound

Mary Ann Hoberman, “Fish” from The Llama Who Had No Pajama: 100 Favorite Poems. Copyright © 1959 and renewed 1987 by Mary Ann Hoberman. Reprinted with the permission of Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, Inc. This material may not be reproduced in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publisher.
Source: The Beauty of the Beast: Poems from the Animal Kingdom (Harcourt, Inc., 1997)
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