The Gold Fish

A recent fishing trip: behold!
I netted one that's made of gold
I look at it, its mouth agape
and then it tells me: hey, you ape!

will you release me pronto, please
please, do not hesitate or tease
I need the water for my air
release me now, don't stop and stare

I found my voice at last, and said:
why don't I make fish soup, instead
I won't release you, magic fish
No, not unless you grant a wish

I wish for riches beyond words
everything else is for the birds
and so shall you be, if you please
so grant my wish, I do not tease

Is that the only thing you want?
my wish did not impress or daunt
the golden dweller of the lake
I held my breath -- a lot's at stake!

he granted it, I felt the wealth
it's indescribable and stealth
you see, it's riches beyond words
and that has brought its own rewards


Author notes: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2792152-No-Rules-Just-Rhymes

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