The fish swam to and fro in the tank, coming to the glass with a sad, sad face.
I saw him there every day, his eyes seem to say com and set me free.
He was lonely you see, with no one else to see,
So one day I decided to try bringing him a friend.
I’ve never seen a fish so glad, as happy as can be.
When in swam another fish, tail a wiggling free.
Now both are happy, no more sadness and they swim all around.
Except their home is very small… perhaps it’s time to make a trip to town.
I’ll buy a bigger tank as well, and then they gladly live.
For with lots of room, and a little food, I think just content they’ll be.
My A-muse-ing Life 
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