A kingfisher and a tiny scalloped fish

'Hey! My buddy what's your name please? ' kingfisher questioned from a leafless tree top.
'My name is small king in the muddy pond.' tiny fish replied humbly.
'Oh! Then we are in the same genius family it seems and let's fly together to see our kind neglected relatives abroad.' The scallywag kingfisher requested politely.
Tiny fish sings in the flight; 'Oh! What an amazing sunrise in the broken sky when the depressive election drew nearer.'

* Tiny fish grumbles to publish this in the site as a dedication for the Labor day.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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