The Big Gold Fishhh

Just as that famous frog,

From the bingle bog,

I reign, I rule.

In my native pool.

I let not any fish

Play, stay or hide

But I love to make

Them to a delicious dish.

Once I widowed a

Yellow Golden man.

Fins of silver sand,

And bent,

That of a magic wand.

Then I rambled

A Ms. wheaty whitish.

Tore her eye

And ate her fin.

To her defeat

I got a rosie ring.

My ring lost its charm

When ran that

Orange Mr. Ho Ho-ish.

He wore his jewels

His rings on his fins.

At first, I bit his back

And stupid him,

Though as he lacked

The finest technique

To be my man,

Thought me
To be his

Lady for the evening.

I impaired his eye

And he lost his leg

This was how
I made him beg

‘spare me spare me

Oh! I beg’

Well, kind ladies let’s share

Him with a peg.

These head honcho’s

Got my dome

A thumbman once

Red hair, red eyes

With the orange lavalava

Hands in shape

As if wants a guava

I tried and cried

But he didn’t move

Or gave me a glance

Just as the other two.

This morning

I un-stoned him

To fall at the clay

His fell down

Made me gay

I let not any fish

Play, stay or hide

For I rule at

In-here

And this is where

I reside!