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How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
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How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!
The whales, you see, eat up the little fish.
The whales, you see, eat up the little fish.
This island is made mainly of coal and surrounded by fish. Only
an organizing genius could produce a shortage read more
This island is made mainly of coal and surrounded by fish. Only
an organizing genius could produce a shortage of coal and fish at
the same time.
Here when the labouring fish does at the foot arrive,
And finds that by his strength but vainly he read more
Here when the labouring fish does at the foot arrive,
And finds that by his strength but vainly he doth strive;
His tail takes in his teeth, and bending like a bow,
That's to the compass drawn, aloft himself doth throw:
Then springing at his height, as doth a little wand,
That, bended end to end, and flerted from the hand,
Far off itself doth cast. so does the salmon vaut.
And if at first he fail, his second summersaut
He instantly assays and from his nimble ring,
Still yarking never leaves, until himself he fling
Above the streamful top of the surrounded heap.
"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail,
"There's a porpoise close behind us, and read more
"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail,
"There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my
tail!
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance:
They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the
dance?"
One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter's brother, saith unto
him,
There is a lad here, which hath read more
One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter's brother, saith unto
him,
There is a lad here, which hath five barley loaves, and two small
fishes: but what are they among so many?
Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond;
But is there anything Beyond?
Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond;
But is there anything Beyond?
Phone for the fish-knives, Norman
As Cook is a little unnerved;
You kiddies have crumpled the serviettes
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Phone for the fish-knives, Norman
As Cook is a little unnerved;
You kiddies have crumpled the serviettes
And I must have things daintily served.
Ann, Ann!
Come! quick as you can!
There's a fish that talks
In the read more
Ann, Ann!
Come! quick as you can!
There's a fish that talks
In the frying-pan.