an ode to my goldfish (abridged)

thou of orange and yellow color,
the smaller of the two,
never did ye find it duller
to swim in waters that were not blue.

thou livest in the house of nancy
through dark times and moments that were bright.
the bowl you graced, it was not fancy
but now you've gone into the light.

the death of such a fish is tragic,
your companion swims in a daze.
soon a new fish will appear (by magic?)
the other fish it will amaze!