When he was seven,
Winning a goldfish
At the local carnival
Was a really big deal.
He carefully put the fish
In a fishbowl
When he got home,
And gave it some food.
Coming back from school
The next day,
He was excited
To see his little fish,
But found it
Floating upside down,
Obviously dead.
What traumatized him
Was not that
The fish had died,
But that his mother
Flushed it down the toilet
Where all the “poopoo” went.
He realized many years later,
That was why he became
A marine biologist,
To protect fish
From all that stuff!
Monday, January 5, 2009
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