came a sight I never have seen.
I looked at my toast and what I beheld,
was the smallest, most perfect sardine.
Her body was shapely and shiny with oil
and her eyes they invited me in.
Stretched out on the bread, my petit ingenue
with her brain the size of a pin.
I set down my paper, adjusted my vest,
cleared my throat, and gave her a wink.
Said: "hello little darling. How do you do?
I'm quite smitten with you, I think."
They say that true love is priceless.
They say it will better your life.
So I dropped to one knee, right there and then,
and took this fish for my wife.
It would've been quite the wedding,
she in her miniature gown.
But tragedy struck, when imagine my luck,
I gobbled my sweetheart right down.