Well, I made 'im a bed by the fireplace,
With some water, nearby, in a pail,
And he jumped in and out, all day long, sir,
A-flappin' an' waggin' 'is tail!

The weeks fairly flew by and Eric...
Oh!... that's what I called 'im, you see,
Well, Eric and I became buddies,
Like a pal was young Eric, to me.

I'd take 'im for walks in the garden,
Where 'e'd run up an' down on the lawn,
And I'd chuck 'im a stick and 'e'd fetch it,
Then 'e'd beg me to chuck it some more.

By now 'e'd been weaned right off water,
'E just didn't need it no more,
So bedtime 'e'd flop up the staircase
And sleep by my bed... on the floor.

Then I fashioned a collar and lead, sir,
And we ventured out into the street,
By 'eck!... 'ow the children did laugh, sir,
At that cute little fish at my feet.

  Our favourite walk was the park, sir,
Down the path, alongside the canal,
And most days you'd see us out walking,
Just me and young Eric, my pal.

Then one day I took off 'is lead, sir,
And he flapped off ahead with a bound,
But 'e tripped and 'e fell in the water,
And the poor little bugger got drowned!!!

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