Frolicking Friendly Fricken Floppy Fish
Frolicking friendly fricken floppy fish
Splashed with contentment in his glass bowl dish
It’s time to make a wish, make a wish, make a wish
Said faerie godmother of this cute little fish
I have more than enough, the fricken floppy fish said.
I am happy with my home, this coral reef is my bed
You must make a wish, the faerie godmother insisted.
Ignoring excuses and feelings that showed he resisted.
I am totally happy, he said, I have this, that and the other
Surely you can think of something said his nasty stepmother
If you could turn her into a statue, it would be nice.
With a wave of a wand, the godmother did, without thinking twice.
And so, his almost perfect life was even better now.
He swims all day in peace, and sometimes takes a bow.
His father is happier these days too.
His wife had been kind of a nasty old shrew.
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