I used to wish I was a fish,
Swimming through the weeds.
No sums to do, no spelling too,
Or history to read.
Then I found,
While swimming 'round,
The silly little fools,
Just didn't play,
Or laze all day,
But spent their time in schools
From the 'Beryl the Peril' annual, 1969.
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