THE HISTORY OF THE SEVEN YOUNG FISHES
The seven young fishes swam across the Lake Pipple-popple, and into the
river, and into the ocean, where, most unhappily for them, they saw on
the fifteenth day of their travels, a bright-blue boss-woss, and
instantly swam after him. But the blue boss-woss plunged into a
perpendicular,
spicular,
orbicular,
quadrangular,
circular depth of soft mud; where, in fact, his house was.
And the seven young fishes, swimming with great and uncomfortable
velocity, plunged also into the mud quite against their will, and, not
being accustomed to it, were all suffocated in a very short period.
And that was the end of the seven young fishes.