Home BandCamp site Rarities Albums Podcast Movies K-Toons Fish Contact About Us


Minkie's Pledge:
I pledge allegiance to the fish of the United States of America, and tuna republic, for which it swims, on fish pond, under fish, individual, with liver seed and cod oil for all...



About Me: I'm the kind of guy who enjoys fresh fish and baffling clowns.

There's nothing better than ruining slippers on a Thursday afternoon.

My pants are fine and I can't tell you how much I appreciate chairs   





"The Grand History of Fish through quotes,

 famous sayings and passages"

The Prayer 

"Our fish, who art in water, shallow be they depth.

Thy oceans come, thy gill be done on lakes as it is in ocean.

Give us this fish our daily bread coating.

And fillet us our fish as we fry them in oil. For thine is the fish sauce,

the scaling knife, and the fish heads forever,

Amen

 

The Pledge

I pledge allegiance to the fish of the united states of America,

and tuna republic, for which it swims, one fish pond, under trout,

individual, with liver seed and cod oil for all

 

The Declaration

We hold these fish to be flash-frozen, that all fish are created equal,

that they are spawned by their Creator with certain unsalable Rights,

that among these are trout, Mahi Mahi and the pursuit of Cuttlefish.

 

Amendment I

Fish shall make no law respecting an establishment of canneries,

or prohibiting the free exercise thereof, or abridging the filleting of fish,

or of the press; or the right of the fish peaceably to swim about in schools;

and to petition the government for a redress of gutting us.

Sea Bream 3:16

For fish so loved to swim, that they gave their only begotten entrails,

that whosoever eat them should not float to the surface, but have everlasting taste. 

 

AMENDMENT VI:

 No Groper shall be held to answer for a capital, or otherwise tangled line,

unless on a presentment or indictment of a grand Flounder,

except in cases arising in the aquarium or naval fishes, or in the militia,

when in actual service in time of eating frenzy or public danger;

nor shall any Herring be subject for the same offense to be twice put in jeopardy of life or fin;

nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself,

nor be deprived of life, liberty, or algae, without due process of law;

nor shall private property be taken for oceanic use, without just compensation.

 

The Beautiful Fish:

Oh beautiful for tasty fish, for shrimp have poop filled veins,

on purple fishes majesty above the sea bream's mane!

Barracuda Barracuda Fish shed it's eggs on thee,

and Salmon's good grilled on charcoal wood from fin to shining fin!

TThe Starfish Spangled Bannerfish

Oh say can you fish, by the prawn's early light

Sculptured Frogfish we ate, and some tasty fresh Sea Bream

Who's broad Striper and bright starfish, thro' the perilous Shark

O'er the Pipefish we caught, were so gallantly swimming

And the rockfish down there, make our hooks always snare

We fished through the night, but the Flounder was bare

Oh say does that Singular Bannerfish wade

Through the oceans of the Breams, and the Smelt in the Bay

 

My Catfish Tis Of Thee

My Catfish tis of Thee,

Sweet and so tasty

Of Thee I sing.

Sand where my Flounders died,

And of the Pygmy Seahorse pride

 From every ocean’s tide

Let fishes ring

 

Cod Bless America

Cod Bless America. Fish that I love
Swim beside her, and fry her
With some spice 
with a light from the stove.
Fish the rivers, from the ferries ,
And the oceans, white with foam
Cod bless America, 
My home sweet and sour home.


It’s A Small Fish After All
It's a world of Flounder, 
and Cuddlefish;
And a pound of Carp makes 
a tasty dish.
But the fish that you caught
Is so small, and it’s not
Going to feed us after all.
 
It's a small fish after all,
It's a small fish after all.
It's a small fish after all.
It's a small, small fish.

There is just one pan
And some old bread crumbs 
We can coat it up and hope it 
Feeds just one
Though I don’t think it will
So lets hang out and chill,
At the Glorietta Mall.

It's a small fish after all,
It's a small fish after all.
It's a small fish after all.
It's a small, small fish.


Shark The Herring
Shark the herring
Angelfish sing
Glory to the new spawned Ling (Cod)
Fish on earth
And Sea Perch wild
Cod and swimmers reconciled
 
Joyful all ye flounders rise
Join the Sand Smelts with big eyes
With Atlantic Salmon braised
Haddock is grilled in marinade
Shark the Herring 
Angelfish sing
Glory to the new spawned Ling (Cod)

 
Oh Steelhead Trout
Oh Steelhead Trout
Oh Steelhead Trout
How lovely are your tailfins
(that’s all for that one)

 Sturgeon smells
Sturgeon smells 
Sturgeon smells

Salmon lays red eggs

Oh what fun it is to fry

Sea Prawns with big legs (hey!)

 

Dashing through the flow

In the ocean’s open waves

O’re the eels we go

Hot grills are our graves!

Or batter dipped and fried

With cider vinegar on the side

It’s good that fish can’t scream and cry

When they get hooked in the eye HEY!

Sturgeon Smells

Sturgeon Smells

Salmon lays red eggs

Oh what fun it is to fry

Sea Prawns with big legs HEY!

 

Silent Carp

Holy Carp

All is calm

All is bright

Round yon Sturgeon

Atlantic Pike

Holy Catfish

Tender when fried

 

Dipped in heavenly sauce

Dipped in heavenly sauce

AWAY IN A MARLIN
But will take several days
For He's a Jolly good Flounder

 Which nobody can panfry

For he’s a jolly good Flounder

For he’s a jolly good Flounder

For he’s a jolly good Flounder

All the Moray’s gone no where to go

See no tuna, Herring’s spent

Out of coral, fishes went

 

YOU NEVER GIVE ME YOUR MORAY

I break down

And in the middle of decomposition

I only give you my rotting Salmon

I never give you my Flounder

 

You break down

And in the middle of filleting fishes

You only give me your Corkwing Wrasses

You never give me your Moray

I’VE JUST SEEN A FISH

 It back again.

And I’m not throwing

Fishing, yes I am fishing

For more and then

And I am wishing

Fishing, yes I am fishing

 

La la la la de da

But other fish were never quite like this

And I have missed fish that were out of sight

A smaller fish, it’s been alone

I have never thrown

 

It back again

And I’m not throwing

Fishing, yes I am fishing

For more and then

And I am wishing

Fishing, yes I am fishing

 

La la la da de da

So to my home I’ll bring this fish with me

I haven’t caught a single thing

I might have thrown the fish away

Had it been another day

 

La la la la de da

But I can’t seem to free it from my net

It’s not the fish for me

That it was big

I can’t explain but how I wish

I’ve just seen a fish

 

See me  

You’ve gone to glory!

Shocking again

Finishing you off

Following you

You feel the heat

Gazing at you

I hear you screaming

Listening to you

 

Shock you

Touch me

Eel me

See me

OH COME ALL YE MACKEREL

 Because I am bored!

Oh come and fill my fish nets

Oh come and fill my fish nets

Oh come and fill my fish nets

Or processed into canned fish

Come and be pan fried

 

To feed all us men

Oh come ye oh come ye

Swim into my fish nets

Oh come all ye Mackerel

Salmon 23 

Surely goodness and flavor shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will swim in the streams of the Tasselsnout Flathead forever. Amen

Thou annointest my head with oil for flavor and texture; My Guppy swimmeth over.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine seafood chefs;
Thy fishing rod and thy Bass, they comfort me.
I will fear no treble hook: For Mackerel art with me;
Yea, though I swim through the riptide of the shadow of death,

THe scaleth me in the streams of righteousness for His Snapper's sake.
He fillet-eth my soul:
He leadeth me to swim in still waters.
He maketh me to fry trout in green pastures:
he Cod is my Shepherd; I shall not bait.

 

SOMEWHERE OVER THE BLOWFISH

Why oh why can't I

If happy little Bluefish fry beyond the Blowfish

 

Fish fry over the camp stove, why oh why can't I

Somewhere over the Blowfish, Bluefish fry

 

That's where you'll find me

Avoiding fish nets there's no doubt

Where Trumpet fish dart in and out

And store the fish in jelly jars and make ceviche

Someday I'll fish with movie stars

And the Breams that you dare to eat really taste good too

Somewhere over the Blowfish, boats are blue

There's a fish that was fried up and eaten by some guy

Somewhere over the Blowfish, way up high

 

And the world will fish with chum

I hope some day you'll can us

Halibut's the only one

You may say I'm a Flounder

Imagine 

Baked around the world...yoo hoo oooo

Imagine all the sea life

All we'll have is Spam

No need for Pickled Herring

Being sold in cans

Imagine there's no Tuna

 

Being fried in grease...yoo hoo oooo

Imagine all the fishes

No Red fin Perch too

Nothing to grill or fry for

It isn't hard to do

Imagine there's no Clownfish

 

Swimming fast away....

Imagine all the Pipefish

Frying till they die

All the fish below us

It's easy if you fry

Imagine there's no fishes

By Michael Edwards

Home BandCamp site Rarities Albums Podcast Movies K-Toons Fish Contact About Us