Fish and Chips

I’ve drawn a blank

I’m caught

Hook, line and sinker.

Not even a single thought

No ideas, with which to tinker.

With this task I can take no trips

I’m truly lost – I’ve had my chips!

And I trawl down in all my deepest seams

The richest veins where choice nuggets will always gleam

And just find nish

And have to create a rhyme

For fish.

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