Gold Fish in a glass bowl

Swimming in circles

Gold in Colour

Pricey in worth

 Alone

Even if I grew to be a Koi Fish

I would still be alone

My type are rare

Unique, just like the rest

So let me drink of this water

Swim in it

Empty my system in it.

This is my lot in life

Gold and pricey

 a beauty to see

Difficult it is to get me a match they say

They could need to import one

Or export me

Part Two

At least they appreciate me

They ate the other ones who they saw at sea

Made fish fingers for breakfast together with the eggs from the good-morning Hen

She’ll be next for lunch soon

let me sit in this fish bowl

And ring n’around

Let the cat jump in and drink from this fish bowl

 Atleast,

I can speak of adventure

And the cat can share on how it died when he gets to cat heaven

He would have died in style

With a gold fish in its throat

Like Jonah was in the belly of the whale

I could be in the belly of the Cat

He would be killed by greed and thirst

And I would be a Hero

Tell Tom, Goofeeld the cat’s owner to do an autopsy and save the fish