I found Larry Potter on the coffee table beside his bowl.. he took his own life..

Dear Larry Potter, 

We saw the outward evil puffing, 

but not your inner pain;

We never really dreamt, 

That you would go insane. 

Forgive us if we failed to see, 

What we could do to aid;

Or if we failed to comprehend, 

How much you were afraid. 

So when we think about your life,

We won’t dwell upon its close;

We’ll remember all the good times,

you frolicked in your ick filled bowl.

Our lives have all been better,

Because you have been there;

So now we leave your memory,

With the sewage treatment plants care. 

R.I.P Larry Potter, you were a great Beta fish.