There once was a boy called
Will,
Who didn’t like that fish
were killed.
Seeing ice-trays of
seafood,
He thought rather crude,
And, though he liked
fishing,
He spent his whole life
wishing,
The world was a little less
cruel.
So one day he moved to the
ocean shores,
To learn first-hand about
fishing folklore.
He soon realised that fish
stocks were dwindling,
With no hope of numbers
re-kindling
And that overfishing
shoudn’t be ignored.
He voyaged the seas far and
wide,
Enduring tempestuous seas
and dangerous tides,
Studied the distribution of
cod
And the number of dolphin
pods.
Discovering everything from
giant squid,
To enormous aquatic pigs.
He became a legendary
sailor,
Admired by even Japanese
whalers.
So with intelligence and
tact,
He laid out the facts,
Convincing them all,
That over-fishing
Just isn’t cool.
Just isn’t cool.
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