Fishbowl

A goldfish has a message for you,

A blubbering llittle song,

And if you have an ear for music,

He invites you to sing along.

"My mistress has been crying all night,

Her tears are flooding the place,

I don't know how to lighten up

the desperate look on her face."

"Now - I've been thinking that something is wrong,

You might want to give her a call,

and tell her you like her, instead of swipe her,

and things might turn right after all."