i saw a little goldfish swimming in a bowl
at the local fairground the poor little soul
he swam round round with very little room
going up and down in his little tomb
coming to the top to try and get his air
in his bowl so small it really wasnt fair
i took him home with me he looked very sad
i put in my pond this it made him glad
he could move around now he had the space
a proper goldfish home in a proper goldfish place

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I believe I remember another goldfish poem of yours from long ago Jim this one is a good compliment to that one. Well done
hi thanks for always lovely commentss
means a lot jim
Most welcome Jim
Love it. Keep them coming.
hi thanks katie for always lovely comments
will keep them coming for you jim
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