The Friendly Goon

If you fish for a wish when night fishing on the moon                  
You may well come across a friendly, likeable Goon.
He sits there alone, and in hope, fishing for a wish,
In the hope of catching a tasty and delicious fish.

The Goon sits at night by the moon fishing for a wish
Where he prefers to be alone, fishing for a fish.
The Goon lived alone on one of Saturn’s many moons.
He had emigrated as he had enough of stupid buffoons.  

He fishes for an exotic fish called the flying clownfish
And uses bananas for bait and fishes on a hope and a wish
And when you fish for a wish at night on the moon,
Have a little patience and don’t expect a bite too soon.


Copyright © 2021 Daniel Divine

CDC&TR POEM 2