Edith Oram - Hooked

Fish dive down deep into this tiny pool.
They dive deep down when cats come into view.
Cats wait, look hard, stay calm, play cool.
Sun's rays lull fish. Free from fear, they swim near.
Cats lash, paws bash, fish dash away from here.
Cats dive, draw claw, hook fish.
Fish dead.
Fish stew.

Edith Oram

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