A goldfish that thinks their days are numberd.

 

Oh my she there again sitting on the side,

holding her head up with pride.

 

You see we use to be three,

she could not let us be,

now there’s only me.

 

I will swim in vain,

they think I have a three second brain.

 

You see this is not true,

she will get me too.

 

As soon as her masters out of view,

I remember her so I swim and stew.

 

Until her paw tests the water,

this is what her mother taught her.

 

Here she comes sniffing at my bowl,

placing her paw in the hole.

 

She don’t mind the wet,

me as a tasty treat is worth it I bet.

 

Round and round I swim,

she trying to paw me up the brim,

not long now she will stick her claw in.

 

why can’t she eat her food that comes in a tin.

 

Her master is coming in,

looks like I am going to win,

she knows it’s a sin,

as she jumps down and lands in the kitchen bin.

 

Her master calling her a naughty thing.

 

Until next time I can swim once more,

until she comes back to even the score.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Comments (9)
  • Themax on Nov 4, 2009

    Poor Goldfish!!
    Very nice poem!
    Thanks for sharing :)

  • Papa Sparks on Nov 4, 2009

    A fun read my friend. Like the way this poem flows.

  • lillyrose on Nov 4, 2009

    Great one Cardy! I remember one of my cats getting my fish out of a bowl, I was finding scales on the carpet for days! put me off cats and fish!

  • Christine Ramsay on Nov 4, 2009

    A fun read, but a shame for the poor fish.

    Christine

  • Darla Cooke on Nov 4, 2009

    Interesting poem.

  • Melody SJAL on Nov 4, 2009

    Deep and interesting.

  • Goodselfme on Nov 4, 2009

    Very creative poem with a nice selection of a story within too.

  • deep blue on Nov 5, 2009

    A naughty goldfish in fear of dear life. Nice one.

  • girlnextdoor on Nov 12, 2009

    A lovely read I enjoyed the vivid descriptions written with alacrity…

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