nonsense poetry

nonsense poem, of household pets

Eric is my goldfish,
a sombre looking chap,
i just counted all his slimy scales,
how do you put the buggers back.

he seems to be more streamlined now,
and there is a hint of a grin,
i wonder if i should remove his tail,
or a gill, an eye, or fin.

it seems that when hes missing bits,
it really doesnt matter,
i wonder if eric will get by,
without this swimming bladder.

erics floating on the top right now,
and hes looking rather glum,
the other fish are looking up,
wondering when their time will come.

but fish are just a starting point,
their not really where its at,
im experienced at moving my pets parts,
now wheres that bloody cat.