Aqua died, three fish left <br />Misfortunate but happiness kept <br />My oldest fish named Bubba Lee <br />George and Angel are two fishies <br />Nevertheless, I love Bubba most <br />To my goldfish, I raise a toast <br />I grab their food, like every night <br />Seeming everything is alright <br />But Bubba is not, he struggles so hard <br />Ace of spades in a deck of cards <br />I kneel to the floor and wish him life <br />I can’t imagine his terrible strife <br />Something catches the side of my eye <br />A fungus disease, in a plant, it lies <br />I realize it, the fuzzy ball <br />I once had Demon, that fish I call <br />He disappeared, I see him, now <br />He poisoned the friend I had five years, now <br />George waits, Bubba dies <br />Angel sings while I cry<br /><br />Alyssa Rieper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/small-poisoned-heart/
