THE CLOCK CHIMES FOR CHUBBY GRIMES

I have a little goldfish, and the goldfish smiles, right at me,

He sees me through his thick glass bowl, the water, and his cloud of pee,

My goldfish, I named him Grimes,

He looks for food, when the clock chimes,

My clock, it happens to chime a lot, so Crimes is a bit chubby.