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Walking Catfish
have always facinated me
it's a myth, a fairy tale
i wonder how a fish could walk
sounds like teaching a stone to talk
but once after a South Florida rain
following weeks of the very same
while walking down a wet paved street
i met small catfish on their feet
a jazzy type of walk was theirs
more a series of belly flops
a trickle is all they need to walk
now i wait for a stone to talk
by Henry Burt Stevens
9/21/2004
Ron
Does those fishies have legs???
Just a thought....hehehehehe!!
Love Tinka
And a talking stone - now that truly would be something!