Twinkie

I have a little goldfish, That wants me to scratch his belly. I scratch it and his tail starts moving, Just like a jar of grape jelly. My little goldfish is always hungry, But is as fat and as long as can be. He’s a goldfish with an attitude, And his name is Twinkie. When I have to change that water, And he gets put into another bowl. Ho goes to the bottom and pouts at me, And he gives me a fin so cold. Spoiled is my goldfish, And Twinkie is his name. But without his little attitude, Our house wouldn’t be the same.