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Credit: Tsunehiko Kohashi

FOUR goldfish, diagonally?

I’m sorry. For this attempt at Fizzbin, I’m going to have to ask for a ruling from Walrus and other Moon Nukers — especially DamnCat.

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  1. ♩♪

    Won ’em at the county fair
    In their little PVC pipes
    We told everyone that they were rare
    And they were the intellectual types.

    Our cat had passed clean away
    Our sorrow knew no bound;
    But we thought these goldfish might some way
    Help us to rebound.

    They were too unsure to make decisions
    Onshore were little scenes
    On the water’s edge literal divisions
    ‘Cause that’s what littoral means.

    All they ever gave us was trouble
    All they ever gave us was a hassle;
    Like that ever-present bubble
    From the scuba diver in the castle.

    Now the ending finally came
    And, brother, that was that —
    It was such a gosh-darn to-this-day sorry shame
    We got another cat.

    ♩♪

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