Piscine Phobia
I don’t eat salmon, don’t eat flounder.
I prefer my protein rounder—
chicken, roasts or food like that.
Fish is too fishy and too flat.
Tuna mixed with soup and noodle,
I despise kit and caboodle!
Nothing could persuade me that
I should eat food fit for a cat.
I won’t eat food grown in a swamp,
so crabs and clams I never chomp.
No protein caught by motor boat
will ever pass my teeth and throat.
When dinner parties serve up chowder,
I’m likely to just take a powder.
I simply can’t take the suspense
of what fish lurks in soup so dense.
So if you want to plan a treat
that I will find the nerve to eat,
once again, I must repeat,
forget the lobster. Give me meat!!
Words for today are flounder, suspense, nothing, swamped and motor.
Oh that is funny. So no sushi for you? Or as I call it – bait.
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Nope.. cooked or uncooked, I eat no fish or seafood except for an occasional coconut shrimp.
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Good rhyme, poor taste, opinion by someone who was born with web feet. Now I am hungry for fried catfish, nothing raw for me~!
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Some of my favorite people adore catfish…
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My thoughts too!😄
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;o)
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I’m on your side. Fish?😬
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Spoken like a true carnivore!
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Not a fish lover them???? 😂
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Ah. You could tell that?
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Just a guess Judy!
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I’m lucky that I love fish — I can eat chicken, some turkey, and some fishes, but no seafood or red meat or beans. Chicken and salmon make the basis for a pretty good diet!
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I should have named this “Piscine on Fish! Ha.
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I’ll go with this. 🙂
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Really? You don’t like fish, either?
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I’d happily cook you meat! Love this. I can almost hardly wait for April.
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ha..
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Is that damning with faint praise, or oxymoronic praise: I can almost hardly wait for April????
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I’m still in post-travel exhaustion mode and find it hard to drum up enthusiasm for anything!
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“Give me meat,” the woman pleads,
But I must turn aside;
A bloody steak, a fatty slab
Will make my gorge uprise.
“No mammals” is my credo;
I find it tough enough
To eat a little Nemo
From seas serene or rough.
I used to love my bacon,
But now a baby pig
Reminds me I’m more comfortable
Just chewing on a fig.
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Touche!!! Ha. It takes all kinds of us in this world, right?
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It does, indeed. And if we could all accept and embrace our differences with good humor, what a lovely world it could be!
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You’re missing out if you don’t eat the bounty from the sea.
The nearly perfect food, take it from me.
Mmm, sushi, such a delight.
And then there’s salmon, black cod, and Chilean sea bass, just right.
Chesapeake blue crabs and Maine lobster, oh my.
You should give them all a try.
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Yech. I’m actually allergic, so I don’t think you’d enjoy the result of that banquet. Nor would I. Your very list makes me shudder.
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