Don't Worry, Chips

Don't worry, Chips,

You are just a little fish

Your life is bounded by the sides of your bowl

The universe may as well not mean anything at all to you

For you will never leave this room until you die

And I bury you in the yard

Or flush you down the toilet in a stereotypical fashion

You will never leave this room

Though I may move you slightly to change your water

So do not worry, Chips,

For I will not forget to feed you

I will not tap the glass sides of your bowl

Your future is as certain as anything can be in this world

So don't worry, Chips.