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Saturday, May 20, 2017

MY PET GOLDFISH AND MY SOUL

Rita was my pet fish,
She lived in my pet fish bowl,
And, although Rita was just a goldfish,
She was mated to my soul,

Rita lived in just a fish bowl,
But, to Rita it was a sea,
And, Rita only had to show those big fish eyes,
To get most anything from me,

I bought Rita lots of play toys,
Like a plastic clam and a porcelain bell,
I even bought her a harmonica,
And, she learned to play it well,

Then, one day Rita passed away,
She got stuck in the porcelain bell,
And, I had a tiny fish fry,
Then, Rita's things I had to sell.






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