A poem by Beverly Stock.
The Argyle Gargoyle likes to eat
Freshly caught fish that wiggle and weep.
He looked for minnows in the river in masses,
And cried, “There aren’t any fish for me to eat!”
For five frantic frogs ate all the minnows
Then all five frantic frogs fell asleep at his feet.
Beverly Stock is an American poet who delights in creating poetry that asks big questions about small moments, and inspires readers to revisit the little memories we so often overlook. Her work has been published by The Society of Classical Poets, The Chained Muse, Persimmon Tree, and LightenUp-Online, in the UK. Visit BeverlyStockPoetry.com and BeverlyStockPoetry on Facebook.
The Argyle Gargoyle
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