I wish, I wish,
I wish I had a magic fish.
I'd ask it's name, rename it Dwane,
chuck him in a driving rain, run over him,
then have him caned,
tell him that I moved to Maine,
"Gee," I'll say, "I thought it plain.
I have a friend, his name is Lane.
I hungered and he said the best
thing that you could serve a guest,
the best food there ever was to eat,
was best just eaten off the street,
yep, you guessed it, hence my wish...
I needed wet, flat, fresh, wish fish!"

12/26/2001

Posted on 12/26/2001
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