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We fish, we fish, we merrily swim, / We care not for friend nor for foe.
Our fins are stout, / Our tails are out, / As through the seas we go.
Fish, Fish, we are fish with red gills; / Naught disturbs us, our blood is at zero: / We are buoyant because of our bags, / Being many, each fish is a hero.
We care not what is it, this life / That we follow, this phantom unknown; / To swim, it's exceedingly pleasant,- / So swim away, making a foam.
This strange looking thing by our side, / Not for safety, around it we flee: - / Its shadow's so shady, that's all,- / We only swim under its lee.
And as for the eels there above, / And as for the fowls of the air, / We care not for them nor their ways, / As we cheerily glide afar!
We fish, we fish, we merrily swim, / We care not for friend nor for foe: / Our fins are stout, / Our tails are out, / As through the seas we go.