Here is a short poem I just wrote.
"Pie-Fish,
Sky-Fish,
Pumpkins Filled with Cheese!...
Polkadots,
Astronauts,
And buzzing yellow bees!"
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Once upon a time there was a pie-fish (a fish that eats pie) named William, but everyone called him Steve.
One day he accidentally ate another fish and was turned into a fish-fish (a fish that eats other fish! O.O)
He ate so many other fish that soon all that was left in the ocean was a single pie. Steve ate it and died...
When you become a Fish-Fish you can never become a Pie-Fish... EVER AGAIN!!!!!!
(The End)

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Your stupid to read this story (2012 Watty Awards)
HumorThere's no need for a description, the title says it all. I like cake. And cookies. But not celery. Celery's gross. Hahahaha, that wasn't supposed to show up in the description... Oh well.