Bertie was a Goldfish,
But not your average pet.
For unlike other Goldfish,
He hated getting wet.
When all the other fishies,
Were swimming, having fun,
Bert would slap on factor 12,
And chill out in the sun.
He’s hiked across a mountain,
And Bungee jumped in France,
He’s best friends with the neighbours cat,
And he’s taught him how to dance.
He’s raced a Formula 1 Car,
And would have won a medal,
But Bert’s a fish, he has no feet,
And couldn’t reach the pedals.
Next year he plans to travel,
to countries with hot weather.
The only fish in the whole wide world,
That packs an umbrella.
He may go to Morocco,
To Bert, it doesn’t matter.
But you’ll never find him on your plate,
All wrapped up in batter.
