Water is cold
It’s where the fishies swim.
Children think it bold
To catch them by their fins.
But here in the sea
In the deep blue
The fishies seem to be
Hiding from you.
Fishy
Water is cold
It’s where the fishies swim.
Children think it bold
To catch them by their fins.
But here in the sea
In the deep blue
The fishies seem to be
Hiding from you.
FOXWOOD FOREST 