Mr. Fish

If fish was a man, I would have him everyday.

In a heartbeat if he was a deep fried.

He would grow back every bite I would take of him.

I would eat fish every day, day and night.

Every hour, every minute.

That is what I want.

If fish was a man, I would eat him whole.

Always finish with the head.

The crunching in my mouth.

The salty taste of the grills.

And the omega.

That is what I want.

If fish was a man, I would stick to him.

The small sharp bones suck.

But that is life.

When you love, you're open up for hurt.

In the end it is worth it.

That is what I want.

If fish was a man, I would marry him.

The good stuff, the steak.

The wow moment, its taste in my mouth.

The white meat sips through my taste buds.

Savoring the oily juices.

That is what I want.