Fishy

Fishy

Fishy fishy fishy,
Little-biddy fishy,
Covered in the black and gray.
Can you see the light of day?
Planes that fly,
They lead to death.
Swim swim swim fishy,
Get far away,
Under the rocks in the bay.
The red ones are coming
And it's time to fly,
Litte-biddy fishy, bye bye bye.
Do you hear the fishy cry?
Fishy fishy fishy,
Nothing but the black and gray.
Numbered markings,
They line your pretty scales.
How to leave,
How to escape?
Fishy fishy who can't swim,
Nothing's left for you to live.
Faith and hope are all, dear fishy,
That is here with you today.
Pretty pretty little fishy.