Tangerine Goldfish
Sees distorted world through bowl
Gone in a flush!
Sweet, golden-scaled friend-
you were just too beautiful
for Cat to resist.
Twin bladed
gold weaves
Sighed, sighed
we would never leave
But we lied,
we lied.
Belly-up, deceased
Tears fill my eyes, silent friend
A farewell flushing
Beloved Goldie
You were a great friend to all
Without knowing it
A carnival prize
Lasted no more than a week
I was heartbroken
Your final splash a
Golden flash disappearing
Through porcelain gates
Alas poor goldfish
You never saw the end coming
Drowned by a toddler
Sniffle, sniffle. FLUSH.
Our union ends, our days rushed.
One last swim to go.
You had a mantra:
"Just keep swimming." You followed
it until you died.
