I do not think I’d like to be
A great big fish who lived asea
Or even just a liitle one
Who swims around a tiny pond
I might consider alternates
Without the use of fishing nets.
Perhaps glass bowl or maybe tank
In which the chest and diver sank
To sandy bottom rich in shells
Midst pirate tales each sailor tells,
Oh what a treasure there must be
Of stories spun about the sea !