Fairly Marble Fish

Feverish flow- now high then low

Runs in my body wherever I go

 

My fishy flesh is all full of you

No one would have dared to woo

Soon this tale will be known too

 

Flowing in your queen sized thoughts

My penetrating and entirely empty pots

Need to sleep on paused dots...

 

Hold me, I may not drown

Snails, Turtles and Whales- there down

May call me a careless clown

 

Pay extra ear to this humble fish

Go glib to grant my staunch wish

Catch me in your net niche

 

Don’t spare my life, cook a dish

But don’t serve me in any town

Inside you want to swim and remain caught

Swallow me and relish slow