Two little Gobolinks one day
Were sent to do the dishes,
Instead of which they ran away
And fished for shadow-fishes.
They fished and fished and fished and fished,
And but a leaf they caught, O,
And then they wished and wished and wished
They'd done the thing they ought to.
So, by and by they homeward crept
With plumage drooping sadly,
And there they bowed their heads and wept
Because they felt so badly.