That’s my goldfish!

I know he’s mean and I know he’s green,

But he’s still mine,

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Sure he’s wet, and sure he’s smelly,

But look at those eyes and what they see.

He looks in your soul and says nothing.

He knows your darkness yet he’s speechless.

He knows your lies yet he holds back the truth.

Why would anyone want to know someone more than Mr. Green my goldfish?

He’s always there for you and has no other place to go.

I’m sure he enjoys being in that fish bowl.

So love him, like him, and let him look into your soul on the daily.

Even if he is green and mean.