You’ve turned red, orange, white, black, blue,
chocolate brown, yellow, red and white,
black and red, black red and white, calico –
your skin’s hardened.
Your back is gently arched, until it
reaches the caudal peduncle,
when it sharply angles downward
and meets your tail,
your eyes fluid-filled sacs
forming on each side of your face.
Your tail tends to flare out
and looks fuller than
that of the comet.
Now, you love playing all day
and exploring your aquarium,
your everlasting,
swimming with the nose down
and tail fin up.
You relax and let yourselves rise up.
You hide behind a plant
or in a cave when you feel in danger.
We’ve had a good feed for you:
I want to tell you something,
but I know
goldfish live inanely –
I think it’s nice if I let you be, lovely pets.
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