I am a mountain not a hill,
A fish who needs no gills,
You may not believe it,
But I’m built of pure grit,
I may not shout and scream,
But I rein supreme,
Inferior I may appear,
But built on your sneers.
I am a mountain not a hill,
A fish who needs no gills,
You may not believe it,
But I’m built of pure grit,
I may not shout and scream,
But I rein supreme,
Inferior I may appear,
But built on your sneers.
