Whisked Off Into Middle Sea

We were whisked off into the middle of the sea By a golden carp named Chicka May mee She saved us from a fate worse than death I guess Anyway, that’s what I heard from Uncle McNess We travelled all day, a night, almost a week She finally let us off on an old widow’s peak The hag shook her head and we fell on the table What have you there? Asked her sister Mable. I think it’s a family in a mini house, she said. The carp named Chicka May mee promptly fled. We were taken in by the sisters, put on a table. We liked them both, but especially sister Mable.