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Get Me Out of the Fish Tank

(to the tune of "Take Me Out to the Ball Game")

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From the book The Tighty-Whitey Spider

Get me out of the fish tank.
Get me out of this bowl.
I was just trying to catch the fish.
They looked tempting and awfully delish
but I slipped and fell in the fish tank
and now my future looks grim.
I just went to see and found out something:
Cat’s don’t swim.

Won’t you give me a hand here?
All I need is a lift.
Help and I promise I won’t come back.
I’ll go elsewhere when I need a snack,
for I’ve learned a valuable lesson;
I know it’s not safe in here,
and the next time I want the fish I’ll bring
scuba gear!

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Reading Level: Grade 1

 


From the Book The Tighty-Whitey Spider


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