Feeling off the hook and so
it seems I am a fish who
has escaped the momentary fate
of becoming a dish
Oh if I swam a little faster
If I dove a little deeper
Might my pearl of very great price
be the season’s big hit sleeper
If your mother is a fish
If the Catcher’s in the rye
well I am no Southern enigma
no New England recluse guy
Still I should surely try
to swim upstream
while I seem to be free
because so help me I can
see the son
is still fishing for me
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