A fish is a fish...
Until-it's an eaten dish.
Have no bones to pick here...
Another spicey fare, is doe or deer.
When is a deer not a deer? ...
When it is a tractor, hear?
Did you hear about the genie
who got rubbed the wrong way? ...
He wasn't in the mood to play.
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