The Birds and the Fishes.

I think you will own That it is very rare To see fishes and frogs Sail about in the air, While the birds and the poultry Are swimming about Like so many mackerel Or pikes, sprats, or trout, In old times, the fishes, And birds, were content To remain all their lives In their own element. Things are different now: They have changed the old times, Turned the world topsy-turvy, With no reasons or rhymes. But I think you'll agree It is simply absurd For a fish to pretend He is just like a bird. But for birds to be fishes Is really as bad: One would fancy they all Had surely gone mad. For fishes cold water, For birds a warm nest, Of all places, truly, Is the very best.