Chapter 13
He caught a mackerel.
It was like a bar of silver
with green and black stripes.
He pulled it twenty feet
from the water to the boat.
Chapter 14
“Oh great…” the fish said to him.
Chapter 15
This part was never easy.
Since animals started talking
everything had changed.
Chapter 16
He took the hook out,
telling the fish, “Look…
I hate to do this to you…”
“Sure you do,” the fish said.
You hate it. How do you
think I feel?”
Chapter 17
The fish was in a bucket
with seaweed packed around.
He griped for a while, until
it became hard to breathe.
Chapter 18
About five minutes later
the man caught something else.
It looked like a handkerchief.
A flapping striped yellow and black
umbrella reeled towards him.
Chapter 19
He knew what it was.
Anyone who fished these waters
day after day, once in a while
caught a sea parrot.
to be continued...
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