Just To Pooh-Pooh The Doing

A fish by any other name,
Would not be a rose.
Unless,
Of course...
It had been schooled to be.

And that was done,
In the unknown privacy of pools...
Exclusively.
And in unmistakably clearer waters,
Just to pooh-pooh the doing to naysayers.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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