Her favourite foods were prawns and chocolate biscuits.
I wondered if she would be fooled by torn pieces of plastic heavily disguised. She ate them eagerly. And then she spat, spat them all out her look of disgust clearly expressing her thoughts, “I’m not one of them brain dead sea fish, you know! Oh, and cut out the raspberries, please, I’m not a blackbird either!”
Then she blew a few bubbles, swished her tail and swam off in search of tadpoles.
First published in 81 Words Anthology, 2019
Bio:
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She has been nominated for Pushcarts, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077/

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