He was found floating sideways on an early April morning..
Was buried in the backyard with no eulogy at all.
An alley cat did notice when the goldfish was interred.
He licked his claws and purred real soft, saliva on his jaws.

When the owner of the fish was finished undertaking,
his dear consoling mother called him in for lemonade.
That's when the feline, now quite hungry, sprang up into action.
He quickly jumped the six foot fence to hurriedly invade.

Lightning-fast claws dug the dirt that covered up the fish.
Dead and dry, delectable, the cat could not resist.
The orange tabby proceeded to scarf it down at last.
But something went horribly wrong and he began to gasp.

For air his lungs could not intake as he choked on his snack,
which once he'd proudly coveted, now wished he could retract.
In his mark to not be seen by any human eyes,
he forgot one basic rule to always dining fine.
Chew before you swallow food of any Earthly form.
Before collapsing fatally, he knew he'd not be mourned.