Oh, hay-eell our elders of Aquaria
The bearers of wisdom to the reborn
Waters and their creatures return to us
Within clear forms in our homes
Seek ye knowledge
For care of the fishly wonders
And forgive us for consorting with landfishes
For sharing our plates with them
For we share, too, the purest of waters
With the aquatic bretheren and sisteren
Without you, oh elders of Aquaria
Our charges might suffer keenly
Stoic in their silence
Oh, hay-eell our elders of Aquaria
Blessed are ye amongst two-leggeds
We give thanks to your shared riches . . . . Oh, Aquaria
My fish ate its purple string . . . . blasphemy
The bearers of wisdom to the reborn
Waters and their creatures return to us
Within clear forms in our homes
Seek ye knowledge
For care of the fishly wonders
And forgive us for consorting with landfishes
For sharing our plates with them
For we share, too, the purest of waters
With the aquatic bretheren and sisteren
Without you, oh elders of Aquaria
Our charges might suffer keenly
Stoic in their silence
Oh, hay-eell our elders of Aquaria
Blessed are ye amongst two-leggeds
We give thanks to your shared riches . . . . Oh, Aquaria
My fish ate its purple string . . . . blasphemy
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