My two-legs came home soggy though it’s pretty hot outside.
She must have gotten really wet or else she would have dried.
I asked her what had happened to land her in such a state…
“A fish!” she said… I wondered just what she’d had on her plate!
“The sturgeon!” she informed me, and I thought she’d lost the plot.
I felt the laughter rising but I thought I’d better not…
Because I know the sturgeon and the plate where he’d belong
Would have to be a BIG one and at least a metre long!
But would she really eat him? After all, he is a friend…
I’d hate to see our friendship come to such a sticky end!
“Oh, don’t be daft, my girlie, he just got me with his tail…
And I’m as wet as if someone had drenched me with a pail!”
Now, ‘pparently the pond had needed cleaning once again
And Envy (that’s the sturgeon) had become an awful pain…
Because my boy hand-feeds him every day for lunch and dinner,
When Envy saw a two-legs he thought he was on a winner.
But he was out of luck because my two-legs didn’t heed him…
He got a little stroppy when she didn’t rush to feed him.
So, when she bent across the pond, he lined up nice to get her
Then flapped his tail so viciously he couldn’t help but wet her!
It seems my boy had found this so much fun that he was laughing,
And made a joke or two about her novel way of bathing…
But Envy, waiting for his food, came up out of the blue
And with a hefty swipe of tail had soaked my boy all through!
When she’d explained, all damp and smelling mightily of pond,
I polished up my halo, with a message from Beyond,
“Oh, writer, this is Karma, there’s no need to sulk and brood…
Just never keep a fish (or dog) a-waiting for their food!”