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My Fish
By Rebecca Seeman

(to be sung to the melody of Kurt Weill's "My Ship")

My fish has scales that are made of tin
The seats are trimmed with gold
And of beer and wine it's the source sublime,
Always cold

My fish shines bright with a thousand lights
Her fins aglow with fire
The sun sits high over Trego's sky
When my fish drives in

I wait all year
Till the 4th is here
One fine July day

But the lights and fire
They won't inspire
If just one thing stays away

I do not care if that day arrives
My dream need never be
If the fish I sing doesn't also bring
My noman friends to me
If the fish I sing doesn't also bring
My noman friends to me.