A Fish Named Moby

When the day is through
What's there to do?
I could write a haiku.
Now there's something new.
Or I could write a blog
About Kermit the Frog
Sitting on a log
eating a hot dog.
Or I could rhyme
which is simply sublime
But I'm running out of time
So here's my story.

One Saturday night, Shmalex and Shmary had another adventure with their lovely friend, Moby Dick. Moby Dick was pulled out of a fish tank at Walmart and that's where it all began. He was checked out at a register and stuck near a bag with a lovely tutu Miley Cyrus clothing brand thing. Then he was brought home to Shmary's house. Here he was given a proper home in a fish bowel. This was an ancient fish bowel. Two fish had already died in it. RIP Frodo and Samwise. You were good fish for the 2 weeks that you lived. Anyway, Moby loved his new home full of fresh water and rocks with letters on them. But his bowel was filled with too much water! So the excess water had to be scooped out with a measuring cup. Moby was almost sent down the disposal. After all that Moby went through, I have concluded that fish have 9 lives.
Well then Moby had a photo shoot and traveled in a car. In the mean time Shmalex, the fish whisperer, was calming him down and suppressing his fears. Moby went over many bumps and there were many close calls but he made it safely near his new home. He was stealthily rushed to the front door of someone's home and left there.This was complicated to do though because, you see, people don't like to put blinds on their HUGE windows. Try rushing stealthily past this windows, when there are people in those rooms, with a fish!
Moby was overjoyed to have a new home. A story was published about him. You may have heard of it. It's called Moby Dick.