Tag: poem
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The Reproductive Habits of the Ghost Pipefish (A Limerick)
When asked of his ties to the seahorse, the ghost pipefish replied in due course: “Though I lack a pouch, “our girls are no slouch, “and they tend to their eggs without remorse.”
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A Limerick about the Ornate Ghost Pipefish
There once was a pipefish so ornate, the crinoid it lived in seemed cut-rate. “This feather star’s plain,” said the fish, “I’d not deign “to inhabit so homely an estate.”