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My Flowerhorn

My Flowerhorn

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Came a new member to our lovely house;

No wonder it so became dear to my spouse,

It seemed so timid in the plastic bag,

So dull on face on every brief time lag.


Supreme dancing with its shimmering fin;

And rendered red on its big fat chin.

It sped its way against the glassy walls;

While Bubbles gathering like blister balls.


Like a baby swim in a small water tub;

It jolted in excitement into my cute aqua hub.

Lonely moves in its very solo state;

It wandered around the grim bottom plate.


Pure vegetation just collecting the dust;

Everyday day cleaning was a complete must.

The filters disturb the still ambience;

Frightening my fish in the mildest sense.


Pounding joy on the surface stream;

It dances its horn reflecting sharp in the beam.

Curvy stature in a crooked mode;

It shows off its belly filled with pellet load.


The nature behaves to my specific day;

With keen dependence on my fish's gay.

Restless means so troublesome in note;

Calmness resembles a lovable anecdote.


Though eerie in looks in its own tiny bay;

It has a touch that relates to our stay,

So obvious to deem like a mystic creature,

But truly an epitome of humble nature.



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