Oliver's fishy poem

The life cycle of the trout

Hello I am an alevin.

I only have a small fin.

My Dad is bigger than me.

I am smaller than a flea.

Hello I am a little fry.

I can hear a boy cry.

Now a car whistles by.

And I jump up for a fly.

Hello I am a parr.

Look at that man with the jar.

Look at that car over there so far.

Oh no I’m in the jar.

Hello I am a smolt.

Look at that man saying halt.

Oh look at that float.

Now I’m near a boat.

Hello I am an adult trout.

On no my son is in that boat.

Come here my smolt.

It’s not your fault.

You could swim down to the salt.

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