It's amazing at what some fish will go after,
Dough, grapes, chewy taffy and such.
Most of which go for the lures and spinners,
With the spin effect, their excited much.

Then wonder, if the fish develope something,
But then in most cases, it's just too late.

It's about attraction, even we, are allured to as such,
More color, less color, only bigger, only smaller.
Diverse as we are, we discern differently, as much,
The attraction to lead on, blooming like a flower.

Are we the developed form from fish crawling,
Onto land, then shook vigorously, and now debate.

Would that mean, that women were of a weaker species,
Well then I was derived from a kissing fish,
And I will be intending to find the female in the varieties,
Of the Angel fish, allowing, hooked as I wish.

©2007, Ron Globe