My life in an aquarium, so great,
But fearsome, with unknown fate.
Swimming against the fresh water,
Flapping my gills for a breather,
The air pump producing bubbles,
Sending my body in jiggles,
The actinic lights send a spectrum,
Each time causing a spasm,
And I move downward in fear,
Hoping I might disappear,
My life in an aquarium, so great,
But fearsome, with unknown fate.
Re-surfacing after a short while,
Assured of a safe profile,
Going back to my previous dance,
The water brewing romance,
Keeping my eyes wide open,
Of course with great caution,
I detect vibratory ripples,
Must be time for something scrumptious,
My life in an aquarium, so great,
But fearsome, with unknown fate.
Following my meal lead nobly,
I come upon a worm on a spree,
Hidden by the blue green algae,
Yes it seems so beefy,
Covetously I swallow my meal,
Trying to elope with zeal,
I notice my mouth is hooked,
Sooner or later I might be cooked.
My life in an aquarium, so great,
But fearsome, with unknown fate.
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