Fish Heads

They said I need some fish heads,
and I am not sure why.
They have round, beady eyes,
that make me want to cry.

They told me it was normal,
to not want to feast.
I must face this head on,
and tackle this old beast.

Old fish heads in my nightmares,
and fish heads in my dreams.
Both of these are tragic,
and make me want to scream.

Fish heads exhibit outside,
for everyone to see.
On display in markets,
right there in front of me.

Fish heads make my stomach turn,
they’re horrible to eat.
If you ever see a fish head,
stomp on it with your feet.

Fish heads give you bad breath,
and make you full of gas.
The smell will soon kill you,
unless you just say “pass”.