Lilian Watson - The Geisha, Act I: No. 4, Song. The Amorous Goldfish

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A goldfish swam in a big glass bowl
As dear little goldfish do
But she loved with the whole
Of her heart and soul
An officer brave from the ocean wave
And she thought that he loved her, too

Her small inside he daily fed
With crumbs of the best digestive bread
This kind attention proves, said she
How exceedingly fond he is of me

And she thought it's fit-fit-fitter
He should love my glit-glit-glitter
Than his heart give away
To the butterflies gay
Or thе birds that twit-twit-twitter

She flashed hеr frock in the sunshine bright
That officer brave to charm
And he vowed she was quite a delightful sight
So her spirits were gay
Till he came one day
With a girl on his stalwart arm
In whispers low they talked of love
He begged for a rose and a worn-out glove
But when they kissed a fond goodbye
The poor little goldfish longed to die

And she sobb'd it's bit-bit-bitter
He should love this crit-crit-critter
When I thought he would wish
For a nice little fish
With a frock all glit-glit-glitter

That charming girl for a time upset
The officer brave and gay
And his sad little pet
He contrived to forget
For with never a crumb
Did he chance to come
So the goldfish pined away

Until at last some careless soul
With a smash knocked over the big glass bowl
And there on the carpet, dead can cold
Lay the poor little fish in her frock of gold

But her fate so bit-bit-bitter
Is a story fit-fit-fitter
For a sad little sigh
And a tear in the eye
Than a thoughtless tit-tit-titter