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Brenda's Lonely Fish

I am a tiny flame of gold
That flickers in a jar
I see the world in circles

Eyes watch me from afar

But I can only swim all day

In circles round and around

Out of the glass I see the world

But cannot hear a sound

Trapped inside a goldfish bowl

I swim round and around

I can never catch my tail

Or swim into the sea

Forever watched by strangers eyes

Alone and never free

The world is waiting somewhere

In a river rushing by

Full of fishes big and small, leaping up to touch the sky

But I can only wonder as I swim around all day

Inside my shiny glassy globe

At all thoses fishes out there at play

My mother is called Brenda

She won me at a fete

She's twenty stone and five foot one

And needs to lose some weight

Because I am a tiddler she said

I'll eat that fish

I'll fry that little tiddler

He'll make a tasty dish

For what's the point of keeping

One fish inside a glass?

Without a mate he's miserable

His life span's cut by half

So I'm being humane

To ease his pain, at last

I know I'm vegetarian

But one fishy dish can pass

I'll fry him quick in olive oil

With some nice brown onion rings

On a bed of rice he'll taste real nice

And he won't feel a thing

For death it comes to all of us

But for him it's not too soon

For their's no future for a lonely fish

Trapped in a bowl in my front room.

Of course I could take him to the pond

But the cat is sure to get him

He's better of inside my gut

Then it's easy to forget him!

poem by Yvette Smith
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