It’s nothing out of the ordinary – in the daytime, that is.
“What do they know?” However, it was a different story at night.
It’d flash, crackle, buzz and shimmer.
Flicker, fade, rotate and blink.
Disco disco disco
“Oh shut up.”
Of course, if anyone else came round, nothing happened.
“This isn’t very good.”
In conclusion, ghost fish are dickheads.