I was just a simple goldfish
Unimportant, fettered, blue,
But a college student saw me . . .
Now I'm a Harvard '42.
Just a goldfish in a fish bowl
With an orbit small and drear . . .
Now I move about a campus
And I've learned the college cheer.
I suppose I should be happy,
Yet there's something I bewail:
I had brothers in that fish bowl
And I fear they want to Yale. --Des Moines Tribuse.
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