Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Gone Roboing

I reeled in my line from the boat.
The fish just weren't biting today.
Nothing to show for my long float.
No tales for those that got away.
At the end of my line was a fish,
Caught by the hook in its tail.
Ten inches long, it looked weirdish -
Unnatural in fin and scale.
It yelled, "Danger Will Robinson."
In a computer sounding voice.
A robot fish - son of a gun!
This fish tale to tell would be choice.

When I grabbed it to pull it free,
That fish electrocuted me.