Fish Biscuit

Fish Biscuit

He had a short life in the pond, not much he could do but swim around in circles, swim deeper when the sun was at its highest and come to the surface to look at the stars at night; fins entwined with his girlfriend. One morning he woke up, gasping for air, suffocating as he felt the butter in his gills, being slapped to the ornament on the biscuit you see. A school girl came along and bought it for a penny. She peeled him off, threw him on the ground and squashed him with her feet as she laughed.

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