My goldfish swam in a round glass bowl, Around and around and around. My friends used to say "He isn't very big." But we knew, Goldie and I knew He was the biggest goldfish in the world. Goldie would eat all the fishfood I gave him; He would munch and munch and munch. People would say "You don't give him very much." But we knew, Goldie and I knew He had the biggest dinners in the world. One day, Goldie wouldn't eat his dinner. He just floated around on the top. My mum said "Goldfish don't feel any pain." But we knew, Goldie and I knew He had the biggest stomach-ache in the world. Next day, I buried him, at the bottom of the garden. I cried and I cried and I cried. My friends said "It's silly to cry for a goldfish." But we knew, Goldie and I knew They were the biggest, wettest tears in the world.