The Hungry Fish
The goldfish was a-swimming round,
around the great big lake,
He said I want some chocolate, boys,
I wants a chocolate cake,
He said I am so hungry, boys
, that I will surely die,
So he ate the state of Texas
and a maple pecan pie.
He swallowed up three shins of beef,
he ate a leg of ham,
He thought that he was surely full,
but then he ate a yam,
He loved that sweet potato taste
and so he had some more,
And ate a spit-roast farmer’s ox
as he’d done in days of yore.
Three wombats and a grizzly bear
he swallowed one by one,
He ate a hefty hefalump,
although it weighed a ton,
A vat of crisps and ginger bread,
a stale week-old pork pie,
Two meatball cans, spaghetti hoops
and a loaf of rye.
At last he cried, enough, enough,
this is enough for me,
I have to stop the eating now,
I’m going home for me tea.