I dreamed one night the goldfish bowl Became a choppy sea, And all the fish with gaping mouths Were swimming after me. They floated up like gold balloons With staring goggle eyes. I counted eighty finny tails In every shocked surprise. "You bent a pin and fished for me," The largest goldfish said. I couldn't breathe I felt so scared, Or even shake my head. I thought he meant to gulp me down Like Jonah did the whale. Instead, he flapped a fin and cried: "Now watch his face grow pale!" The others swam around and laughed: One gave a nosy poke. I drew a breath and screamed with fear, And then, of course, I woke. |