I went to the market and bought me some trout, I didn't cook it enough and had a belly-ache bout, I will never, ever eat fish, Even, as a side dish, But, I will eat a pig's feet, ears and, snout.
Ninety-nine minnows lived in the thick weeds, They liked the dense foliage for their safety needs, But, a swordfish named Rege, Cut down their safety-hedge, Now, on the ninety-nine minnows Rege feeds.
I went fishing out on a Lake Michigan Reef,
All I caught was a side of roast beef,
I then caught a fresh ham,
And, a large can of Spam,
The fish that day suffered no grief.