Ode to a Flame Angel
by Wes Nicholson
Flame Angel
Flame Angel-
Why did you die?
Already we miss your
bright
red
shine,
Your BBQ strips taken from us
when the BBQ came.
Flame Angel,
Flame Angel-
Why did you have to die?
And then,
like cool rain after a long drought,
the answer appears to my thoughts:
"Because when it comes to keeping fish,
you guys suck."
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Oh Flame Angel, Our Flame Angel
by Geoff Gustafson
How did we kill thee?
Let me count the ways.
Thy water was less temperate
and more poisonous
than would encourage life.
Thy fins did rot with great haste.
They fell from thy body
in a manner like the hair
of a man of great stature
and most rancid baldness.
How many coppers for thy cure?
Point one, or two, or three
parts per million?
Yet when the potion touched thy lips
it meant nearly instant death.
The spots and boils of white
were proven on thy body.
We mourn the loss;
we fear we will not see your like again,
at least not from Aquarium Depot.
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