Fishes!

Nemo's worth more than one star, but this poem isn't!

Whithered little fin,
white stripes and orange body
make thee a cutie.

Lost in the ocean,
you are suddenly captured
and with out hope.

Then you're in a tank
so far from your ocean home,
and you seek escape.

You don't belong here,
captured, contained in a tank.
You need to be free.

So I shall free you
into the salty waters
that you call your home.