The Flattered Flying Fish
Said the Shark to the Flying Fish over the phone:
"Will you join me tonight? I am dining alone.
Let me order a nice little dinner for two.
And come as you are, in your shimmering blue.
Said the Flying Fish: "Fancy remembering me,
And the dress I wore at the Porpoises tea! "
How could I forget? " said the Shark in his guile:
"I expect you at eight!" and rang off with a smile.
She has powdered her nose; she has put on her things
She is off with one flap on her luminous wings.
Oh little one, light-hearted and vain,
The moon will not shine on your beauty again.