frida the fish was a wonderful fish,
a bright and shiny, colorful fish.
frida's bowl was an awful mess,
dirty bubbles, none the less.
frida was a lonely fish,
a lonely fish indeed.
frida was such a lonely fish,
she talked to a single weed.
day after day, frida would say,
"i wish i had a friend!",
but frida never got a friend,
not even in the end.
 
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