I. The Congregation In waters clear and blue they swim, These fish with faces oh so prim. Puppy eyes and fishy fins, The church of pupperfish begins.

II. The Sermon They gather 'round the coral pew, To hear the dogfish preach anew. Of treats and toys and belly rubs, And chasing bubbles in their subs.

III. The Hymn Their barks and bubbles rise as song, A chorus playful, sweet, and strong. They wag their tails in joyous praise, Of fetch and walks on sunny days.

IV. The Benediction As currents carry them along, Each pupperfish where they belong. They scatter with a final woof, Their faith in treats forever proof.