THE GIGANTIFISH

Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 4, 26 March 1927, Page 23 (Supplement)

THE GIGANTIFISH

The grey goosei and her gosling brood Were coming home to tea When on their way they saw a sight Most terrible to see. “Oh dear!” they said in unison, “Whatever can it be?” For in the water they beheld What seemed to be a fish, Y'et far too large and cumbersome To serve on any dish. “Though fifty men could have,” they cried, “As much as they could wish.” “Oh boy,” they warned him, “let him go; You are so very small — The dreadful thing will swallow' you, Your fishing line and all, And anyway you might be drowned If you should slip or fall.” “Be not alarmed,” the boy replied And waved a gentle hand. “The simple art of catching things,

Quite well I understand. I used to fish for herrings once, Though in another land.” “But this, you know, is so immense, It seems' a different tale— Its mouth and its gigantic fins Would put to shame a whale!” The boy was deaf to the appeals Of goose and goslings pale. The grey goose and her gosling brood Were rather late for tea. “We w r arned him,” wept the mother goose, “Of coming tragedy.” “What use?” said the Gigantifish, And sought the open sea.