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Pelican Trish liked to fishFor tasty treats and yummy eatsSad to say and much to her dismayTricks were played when a visit she paid |
Those fish hard to getSeeing Trish they simply fledThey cried, we must stop old TrishOr she'll eat all us fish |
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Bluey whale, a big wise maleA plan he had, simply madBut all agreed it may just workAnd stop pelican's silly quirk |
They wrote on a big black signThree words painted in bright limeIt was very easy to readAnd they all hoped Trish would heed |
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When morning came one brave SnappyHeld the sign and was very happyOn a nearby pole was sittingPelican Trish with her knittingAfter all Trish thought, law is lawFishing was to be no moreNo mistaking, the sign was clearIt simply said, no fishing here. |