Aquarium Hysteria

My goldfish is hiding 
He's changing his ways
Says his flakes are contaminated 
Hasn't eaten in days 

My goldfish is hiding 
He's watching the news 
The fate of the fish tank
Done gave him the blues

My goldfish is hiding 
Sipping hooch from a flask
Blowing boozy breath bubbles
Into his sterile mask

My goldfish is hiding 
Staging under a shell
But no swimmer is safe here
He'll belly up just as well.

◄ Buried

Wind travelers ►


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