Fury
said to a
fish, "I've a
whim and a wish:
let us both go to war; you shall
fight against ME. Come,
I must make a stand: we shall fight
on the land, and if you insist we shall
fight on the sea." Said the fish to the cat, "The
result of this spat will be nothing but bubbles
to mark where you sank." "I'll be gun, I'll be bomb,"
said the cunning old tom, "and I'll target my
missiles and
blow up
your
tank."