An Original Song By a Friend

Oh fish, so slimy and sweet!
If only they could live another week!
Or even another day,
I wish you could stay!
And make Catherine's life so good,
So basically EAT YOUR FOOD!

Why did you die?
Fish, oh fie
For shame why must you do
Such a terrible thing! You were so new!

So please come back to life
And make her life less full of strife!
At least just say adieu!
And come back brave and new!

And so I write this song
In honor of your life (although not prolonged)
Maugarite and Percy
Catherine tried to be a nursy....

There's a grief that can't be spoken.
There's a pain goes on and on.
Empty tanks with empty buildings
Now my fish are dead and gone.

Here they joked of idle singing.
Here it was they became tame.
Here they talked about `tomorrow'
And tomorrow never came.

Sneaking round the corner
Sherman came in as a heater
And with heat beyond compare
He roasted them there!
The very things were meant to help them
Became their final horror
At that lonely little tank....at dawn.

Oh my fish, my fish forgive me

(The ghosts of those who died in the tank appear)

That I was gone when you went low .
There's a grief that can't be spoken.
There's a pain that now I know.

Phantom faces swimming circles.
Phantom shadows on the floor.
Empty tanks with empty buildings
Where my fish will swim no more.

(The ghosts fade away)

Oh my fish, my fish, don't ask me
What this sacrifice was for
Empty tanks with empty buildings
Where my fish will live no more.

Shutdown

This blog is temporarily shut down while there are no fish to write it.
Hopefully it will be up running again soon.