The Depressed Fish

The Depressed Fish desperately looked for a sword that they would try to nail to the wall. It was a fairly weird thing to do, to me, but not to the Fish, who had decided that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a sword was the chosen thing.

The Depressed Fish desperately looked for a pen that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It would have been an extraordinary idea, to you, but not to the Fish, who expected that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a pen would be the item that was opted for.

The Depressed Fish always kept a sponge that they would insert somewhere. It was considered to be a bizarre undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Fish, who had decided that the idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a sponge would be the item that was opted for.

The Depressed Fish always carried a can of coke to hug. This seems to be an original thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Fish, who had come to the conclusion it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a can of coke being the chosen item.

The Depressed Fish needed a block of cheese that they would demolish. It should be a bizarre activity, to everybody you know, but not to the Fish, who expected that it was in fact, fun. You wouldnt have thought, a block of cheese being the item selected.

The Depressed Fish carried a crown to experiment on. It would be an original idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Fish, who had come to the conclusion it would be amazing. Bizarrely, a crown would be the item that was selected.