They’re looking at me, said the fish to his friend.
he didn’t use speech marks as he liked to break trends.
He hated ellipses and cared not for full stops,
he’d avoid using grammar in his life at all costs.
He wasn’t being stared at as a fish that could rhyme,
instead ’cause his English was bad at all times.
“You must change your ways!” said his friend in quotations,
“Or they’ll cook you for dinner to express their frustrations.”
The fish had a think; his friend might be right,
he’d have to try harder to survive through the night.
He’d start using speech marks, semi-colons too;
If the fish were to live, that’s what he must do.