-read the title and try not to start singing the song.
-the newt play the flute, the carp play the harp, the plaice play the bass and they soundin sharp, the bass play the brass, the chub play the tub, the fluke is the duke of soul. the ray he can play, the lings on the strings, the trout rocking out, the black fish she sings, the smelt and the sprat, they know where it's at, and oh that blow fish blow. *that was from memory.
another birthday post. (don't worry, there is still another after this. i swear i celebrate all month long.)
jake let me pick somewhere exciting that i wanted to go the day before my birthday. i picked the aquarium, and he happily obliged.
it was awesome. he's awesome.
he had to touch the stingrays. like a child.
i love jellies.
if i could have taken him home with me, i would have.
i've always had a weird fascination with penguins. i don't know why.
they're so cute and little and funny and perfect.
i need one.
with love, and fishies.
-lys.
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