Sardines-Poem

• Liyana Chami, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2022

A sardine is a miniature, miasmal, piquant fish, and some say they're disgusting,
When you open the can, all their mephitic juice just goes busting,
Deep down in the ocean the carnation is what the sardine fish have been searching for,
Opening a mysterious, unlighted door he found the flourishing flower,
Though they are not harvested behind a door,
On the ocean floor,
So, now the sardine can harvest them and bring them back home,
But the sardine must pick them, then leave and not roam,
Oh, the harmony between each coral reef is a treat,
It is relaxing and it makes Sardine forget that it is time to eat,
Regardless, the sardine kept swimming through the coral reef bringing back memories,
Although only partial bit of things has been passed down for centuries,
Sergeant the head of Sardine belonged to the departmental area of history,
Memorising every millibar of Sardine existence,
Remembering all the past is a key to living a great life,
And to go down in sardine history unless you get yourself in strife,
That is unforgivable by all the sardine chief,
So, now at 11 pm every August dank, starless night,
Sergeant holds a memorable meeting for all Sardine, to remember the past.