NaPoWriMo 21: Fish Attack

We've all had that moment,

Whether young or old,

Where you must catch your fish,
With a soup spoon or bright orange net.

Oh, the stress and anxiety!
When your pet darts about,
Determined not to get caught,
Even if it's for their good.

And some of us have experienced the worst.
Where your fish makes a flying leap,
Landing on the counter with a flop,
And your heart nearly pops out of your chest.

The panic is running high,
When you scoop up the rascal,
With nothing but your fingers.
But once it's safely in the bowl...

Whew.