I wrote a poem too. Here it is:

the sherriffff explored the yellow dirty river, flowing southeast
into a pit appropriately named the North Atlantic Sea.
he noticed tiny green (microscopic) dust fish darting in and
out of the sky, all telling him that he was officially crazy.
clicking his pen "smart little devil the dust fish are" he wrote
down in his notebookthat he planned to show his wife when he finnally found her floating