The sea hath fish for every man.

The sea hath fish for every man.

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?

Damn'd neuters, in their middle way of steering,
Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.

Damn'd neuters, in their middle way of steering,
Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.

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.

A sly old fish, too cunning for the hook.

A sly old fish, too cunning for the hook.

I will not make fish one and flesh of another.

I will not make fish one and flesh of another.

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.

I have other fish to fry.

I have other fish to fry.