There once was a girl named Shelly.
who bought a pet fish by the deli.
But to her surprise,
with fear in her eyes,
she saw the fish dead on its belly.


Annie Acho Tartoni is a student Mercy High School in Farmington Hills, Michigan.

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6 Responses

  1. Joe Tessitore

    Fist pump, Annie!
    Well done!
    I have often come up with the first four lines, but never the punch line!
    Very cool!

  2. Trevor Siggers

    Terrific. Keep writing such piscean gems. Made me smile on a wet afternoon in a plaice called Leek that has to be 70 miles from the sea – about as far away as you can get in England – part of a small island across The Pond.
    We love ‘fish and chips’ in the UK (for chips translate as ‘fries’). and you inspired me to respond with this never going to be a masterpiece verse or worse:
    Potatoes don’t wear jackets.
    “We’re boiling”, they will say.
    ‘Never mind young Murphy,
    We’re having chips, today!”
    Best wishes

  3. James A. Tweedie

    Annie, Some people consider puns and limericks to be the lowest form of their respective genres. I disagree. Good limericks (like yours) and good puns never fail to brighten my day! I hope you’ll submit more of your verse in the future. Thanks for the smile.


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