Plenty of fish


He admired perhaps,

an idea of owning her

so he wined and dined away

with trinkets and moonlit dinners and things 

all the while,

feeling just a bit sorry for himself,

a Man-

with better things to do 

than spend time with her kind when he could be 

fishing on the lake

and so,

unaware of the ripples under his seat

he cast lines to reel her in

while she gathered his baubles and what nots on the sandy beach

 she-

a stubborn fish 

refusing to swim…

he, 

growing more sunburned by the minute

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