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He thinI’m fishing.
Don’t talk, anybody, don’t come near!
Can’t you see that the fish might hear?
He thinks I’m playing with a piece of string;
He thinks I’m another sort of funny sort of thing,
He thinBut he doesn’t know I’m fishing—
He thinHe doesn’t know I’m fishing.
He thinHiThat’s what I’m doing—
He thinHThaiFishing.