Angler Fish

In the briny deep
Where weird creatures creep
Dwells our friend the angler fish

His head is quite bright
With its own special light
Which he waves about with a flourish

When feeling a bit peckish
Himself to replenish
He goes fishing with his little light

When fish swim close in
By their tail or their fin
Our friend here gives them a bite

Our tale’s little moral
Is one filled with sorrow
For any fool fish down below

Don’t be dazzled by lights
Both appealing and bright
Or down someone’s gullet you’ll go