Swish drew a fish upon herself
So she could be the sea
Then all the world sank into her,
Her ink pens were set free –
Uncurling color riots,
Unfurling rainbowed islets,
Their swirls rose up as pirates
To take the land and sky!
Awake you bland and dry!
Forsake the stranded lie
That keeps your pens in line!

Swish drew a wish into herself
So she could go be more
Than any girl in any world
On any sea or shore.

Do you want a pen?
Here, take this, and then