"3 minutes till the pound opens!" it read.
The aching long moment filled me with dread.
I notified a good friend with a quick text,
Then I returned to Chicken Smoothie to see what happened next.
Three minutes then two, one.
I knew all the good pets would soon be gone.
I got the first one that caught my eye and then...
What I got was a rare malk fish from 2010!
Here's our first writing submission for the month! It's a poem called "The Pound" by ilovelilacpetalyo :D