I said good-bye to Goldfinger today,

And I do not know just what to say,

For after years of love and play,

Goldy, my friend, I flushed away.


I believe that I the most will miss,

Is how he puckered up to kiss,

His fellow fish, the great Cochise,

Which made Cochise, a little p*ssed,


I ne'er forget that fancy tail,

And how he'd splash as if a whale,

His faithfulness did never fail,

Until the day, he left his jail.


Yes, Goldfinger escaped today,

He thought he'd go his separate way,

To live his life, come what may,

But now he's dead, no more to say.



The End

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