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.