My First Pet

I remember my first pet It was colorful and wet It lived in a bowl But it was not a mole It was fish Not like the dish This fish had a name Which I must claim Was quite lame But none the less he had a name Sebastian was his name He would swim and eat And swim and greet Me so sweet And swim and well swim some more We were the best of friends At least on my end I did adore However, like most love My dove Did fly off It was when I came home That I ran to see him in his little dome I dropped my bags But as I drew closer to the tank My lip began to sag He was not swimming joyfully Actually he was nowhere to be found I looked all around Up and down Even tipped over the plastic gold crown My breath became short I need some to support I was just about to throw a fit When I must admit I saw a piece of poor Sebastian’s tail Next to my neighbor’s cat I want to wail As the cat licked it paws Oh so satisfied With a kick in it’s stride And a smug hint in its pride I threw the cat out of my house Mortified I cried For days My parents tried to help But it was no use On time could mend The pain I felt towards my deceased friend I moped And scoped for hope It wasn’t until one faithful evening That my heart filled with glee For on my table Swam a new little fishy just for me