Fish

BY MARY ANN HOBERMAN

Look at them flit

Lickety-split

Wiggling

Swiggling

Swerving

Curving

Hurrying

Scurrying

Chasing

Racing

Whizzing

Whisking

Flying

Frisking

Tearing around

With a leap and a bound

But none of them making the tiniest

tiniest

sound

Mary Ann Hoberman, “Fish” from The Llama Who Had No Pajama: 100 Favorite Poems. Copyright © 1959 and renewed 1987 by Mary Ann Hoberman. Reprinted with the permission of Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, Inc. This material may not be reproduced in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publisher.

Source: The Beauty of the Beast: Poems from the Animal Kingdom (Harcourt, Inc., 1997)