i often wish i were a fish
to feel the water cleanse my gills
i'd play all day with mantarays
and never have to kill
i’d save a whale who lost his tale
i’d help him swim along
and if he died
i'd eat his eyes and then swim to hong kong
if i were a fish
i’d be served as a dish
and probably wouldn’t know why
though my life would be nice
and that would suffice
i'd probably have to cry
