THE "WALL-ETE" 



Luckless in thy name, poor fish, 

 For beauty rare is thine. 

 Pleasing are thy outlines fair, 

 Graceful, thy form and fine. 

 Tireless, in quick motions — keen 

 Amid the rapid's whirl, 

 Flashing thy multi-colored charms 

 Like sheen of priceless pearl. 



Restless, as rash truants are, 

 Thou, home ties disavow, 

 Bold, daring deeds thou lovest well, — 

 No timid coward — thou I 

 Twilight 's fading veil of mist, 

 Nor night's black Bat, appal 

 Thy spirit's free ubiquity, 

 With darkness over all. 



Wonder shines within thine eyes, 

 Where lurks no sign of fright. 

 Thy dartings flash from thee a gleam 

 Like swallows in their flight. 

 The mighty Bass bears company 

 In pools below the fall; 

 He praises thy audacity, 

 Thou boldest of them all I 



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