Ode to Nemo

Nemo was a happy fish. Never complained. She loved to swim around her tupperware bowl and blow bubbles that would collect on the surface like a frothy mist. Our poor dear fish died this morning. I do not know how long she suffered in the the hot water pouring out of the sink faucet. The pooling water swirling around dragging her to the black hole of the drain, and her ultimate demise. Goodbye fish.