“Oh, Silverfish, Oh, Silverfish!”
“Oh, silverfish, oh, silverfish;
why are you not golden;
or in a golden pond?
is it beyond you
to change your shiny hue?
Can you not step up the podium
and reach the pinnacle;
are you finnicle?
Bronze, it’s true,
is not a shade for you,
and if you were of that colour
it would be even harder for you
to scale the heights –
mulleting over such problems as these,
I lay ahake through storm-tossed nights.”
I will never look at silverfish the same way again…
And the fact that a Silverfish is not a fish didn’t actually occur to me at all. G:)