Today I met a fish who walked on stilts

I met a flying fish who walked on stilts,
‘Cause he liked in mid-air to do the splits.
He said he wasn’t interested in joining the circus;
“As I’m happier entertaining the local Fishes.
Sure it’s hard in the mornings to tie my shoelaces,
But the job has some perks that a gymnast embraces.
I have a particular dance routine,
That some Ballet enthusiasts find obscene:
Two Chassés-Croisés then a Splits-in-Mid-Air,
Tip-toeing on waves, it’s quite debonnaire.”
He then excused himself with a bow and a curtsy,
As he’d been standing all day and his toes were quite hurtsy.


There once was a blowfish from Frisco,
Who claimed he’d just invented velcro
When three fishermen he met
Found him stuck to their net
And he sold them some shares quid pro quo.


I will be volunteering at 826 Valencia to work with kids as of next week.  I am told it was set up by a hoard of Pirates who beached in the Bay at the turn of the century and decided to turn their boat into a Pirate Supply Store and a publishing house.

I couldn’t resist sharing with you the drawings I bought from the shop. Unfortunately I don’t know who drew them but in the spirit of 826 it inspired me to write poems and limericks. And thanks to Nathan Marlowe for his input on the Stiltfish!