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Mar 2015
I'm just a gold fish,
swimming round and round,
I could be ten times bigger
but this bowl is much too small,

I've got some gravel,
and a little fish castle,
I get fed three times a day
and swim like I'm dead as play,

Round and round
for the rest of my life,
getting funny looks from people
through the ***** glass
that's distorted to make
my body look deformed and heinous,

so round and round I go,
not much to do,
no place to be,
trapped in this little lonely hell,
this little empty hole,
this little glass bowl.
Fish The Pig
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Fish The Pig
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