Frankie the Fish
Well, April 17th of 2003 I got my wisdom teeth pulled, Nancy and I went shopping with my mom before that day so we could get mushy food for me. Somehow I ended up looking at the fish. I found this beautiful red beta fish but my mom wouldn't buy it for me and at that point I didnt have a job, therefore I had zero money. Nancy bought me the fish.
We named him Frankie and then I made up a song about him, you have to click your tongue for it, it goes like this:
Frankie the Fish *Click* *Click*
Lives in a dish *Click* *Click*
Frankie is Red *Click* *Click*
He has a little head *Click* *Click*
Frankie says,"HELLO!" *Click* *Click*
He likes to eat Jello *Click* *Click*
That is my Frankie song...Well, Frankie died two nights ago and now I am really sad. My dad called me last night to tell me, they burned him in the fire place for a proper burial...A toilet isn't a very nice way to dispose of a friend you know? Frankie was old, he was fat, and he was starting to go blind, but I loved him. He was a symbol of my friendship with Nancy in a way...Not the old, fat, and blind part, but Frankie himself. Not only did Nancy buy Frankie for me before I got my wisdom teeth pulled, she took care of me after I got them pulled. I love her! I hate being away from all but like two of my friends, it sucks!!!
So This Journal entry is in Memory of Frankie the Fish, I love you FRANKIE!!!
Oh yea and I miss my daddy.
We named him Frankie and then I made up a song about him, you have to click your tongue for it, it goes like this:
Frankie the Fish *Click* *Click*
Lives in a dish *Click* *Click*
Frankie is Red *Click* *Click*
He has a little head *Click* *Click*
Frankie says,"HELLO!" *Click* *Click*
He likes to eat Jello *Click* *Click*
That is my Frankie song...Well, Frankie died two nights ago and now I am really sad. My dad called me last night to tell me, they burned him in the fire place for a proper burial...A toilet isn't a very nice way to dispose of a friend you know? Frankie was old, he was fat, and he was starting to go blind, but I loved him. He was a symbol of my friendship with Nancy in a way...Not the old, fat, and blind part, but Frankie himself. Not only did Nancy buy Frankie for me before I got my wisdom teeth pulled, she took care of me after I got them pulled. I love her! I hate being away from all but like two of my friends, it sucks!!!
So This Journal entry is in Memory of Frankie the Fish, I love you FRANKIE!!!
Oh yea and I miss my daddy.