Poems have been written
For our bettas who have gone;
Today I will tell you the tale
Of the fish we called John:
Don John the illegitimate son,
As he came to be known
Came to us from Petland
As a girl we called Joan.
Many days he lingered with us
In a quarantine home
Before he in his happiness
Surprised us with foam.
For day and days
The debate raged on:
Was he female Joan,
Or was his name John?
His fins stayed short
But his body was dark and long,
So we changed his Arc
For the deceptive John
And gave him worms to keep him strong.
Happy weeks passed
After all that time at the shop
Though we couldn't have guessed
That the joy would stop:
His sad demeanor we noted
And tried to change
But more time for his life
We could not arrange.
Fate had a different path
In store for John:
When we woke on the fourth day
Don John was gone.
That was two days ago
And soon we will take
Him to the water
Where the river meets the lake.
On a floating pyre will we lay him
And let his ashes go
With his brothers and sisters
Into the watery flow.
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