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Limpy and Chimpy.

Limpy is a beautiful goldfish,
with scales like no other,
Chimpy is in love with Limpy,
but why should he bother?

Chimpy has been lonely since birth,
with not a hope in the fishtank,
but his hopes turned around
when Limpy said "I'll be Frank...

I know that you like me,
but we can never be,
for we're only two fish,
Just two fish in the sea.

Chimpy swam away,
as fast as he could,
now listen closely kids,
here's where it gets good.

Days went by,
with not a word from Chimpy,
Days seemed the same,
following the ways of Limpy.

One day, Limpy awoke,
with a fever of average plus three.
She was highly contagious,
so no one was there to help her be.

She got worse from there,
and she screamed out in pain,
and no one came to aid her,
she thought her cry was in vain.

The door broke down,
and Chimpy burst through the room.
and Limpy cracked a smile,
she knew she was saved of her doom.

Chimpy held her,
day and night,
He loved her so much,
He lost fear for the blight.

He knew since he saved her,
and ended his own line,
He felt complete as he mumbled
"You're everything I wanted, I love you, goodnight".

From here until today,
Limpy understands love over lore,
All from one lone fish,
Who gave his life for her.

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