And landed on
The wooden table
Next to fishes
Encased in sticks
Iām late sorry
The first is what I had in mind; fish sticks.
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Fried them up
With tartar sauce
And chips galore
Hinted with lime
And ate them
Then became sick
sick of stick
Fish. But afterwards,
the little weasel
And greased pig
ate more fish
then fell asleep.
What a day!