Oh, Oh, Oh, Otocinclus Catfish friend,
you munched on algae 'til the end
your little tail so wiggly wild,
I loved you like a fishy child.
I didn't see you Wednesday,
looked under rock and plants and
pirate chest with bubbles where
you oft' times stray.
And then I spotted you, pale
and mushy under yon' Anachris bushy
where you didn't move or play
you looked just like a fish fillet.
Oh, Oh, Ewwww, Otocinclus Catfish, dear
I flushed you down a toilet near
and sang you "Taps"
you will, perhaps,
be food for other fishes who will
never shed a tear.
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