The Death of Beloved Fishy

I knew your time would eventually come, my beloved fishy
I wish I could give you just one more kissy
The way it occurred sends me into a loophole
As I ran rushing into the bathroom, you went down the bowl
I will miss you each day, miss your bubbles
Now my mind and soul will forever have troubles
Goodbye my fishy, I’ll forever ponder
As you’re gone, my heart will grow fonder