Meanwhile, the third fish, the dumb one

Was agitatedly jumping about

Trying to escape with agility and cleverness

The net, of course, finally closed around him

And as he lay there in the terrible frying-pan, he thought

"I'll get out of this, I'll never live again in the limits of a lake

Next time, next time the ocean

I'll make the infinite ocean my home

The infinite, my home.”