The Flattered Flying Fish

The Flattered Flying Fish by E.V. Rieu

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 that 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 of her luminous wings.
O’ little one, lovely, light-hearted and vain,
The moon will not shine on your beauty again!

The Flattered Flying Fish

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