Were sent to do the dishes,

Instead of which they ran away

And fished for shadow-fishes.

They fished and fished and fished and fished,

And but a leaf they caught, O,

And then they wished and wished and wished

They'd done the thing they ought to.

So, by and by they homeward crept

With plumage drooping sadly,

And there they bowed their heads and wept

Because they felt so badly.

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A SEA-DANCE

Two beautiful sponges one day

Joined hands with a haughty sting-ray,

And away danced the three

Through the depths of the sea

In a most irresponsible way.

THE SINGERS

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