The Depressed Fish

The Depressed Fish often carried a ball to demolish. One might find this to be a curious thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Fish, who feels it was wonderful. Who would have thought, a ball was the chosen item.

The Depressed Fish needed a cucumber to worship. It might have been a fairly exciting thing to do, to my children, but not to the Fish, who expected that it was in fact, magnificent. Honestly, a cucumber is the item to opt for.

The Depressed Fish always had with them a big sponge that they would often cuddle. It should be an unusual action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Fish, who had decided that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a big sponge being the chosen thing.

The Depressed Fish desperately wanted a big sponge that they sometimes throw. One might find this to be an astonishing undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Fish, who considered it would be amazing. Who would have imagined, a big sponge was the thing that was opted for.

The Depressed Fish often carried a mug that they would often drop. It would be a fairly strange undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Fish, who assumed that this idea is awesome. Bizarrely, a mug would be the item that was chosen.

The Depressed Fish desperately searched for a pen to smash. It would have been a different idea, to everybody you know, but not to the Fish, who had decided that this idea is simply life. A pen was the item that was selected.