This is the Chick Magnet.
He "won" this goldfish at the fair.
He named it Goldie.
We carried Goldie all over the fair.
In the car he spilt Goldie water all over my jeans.
Strangely, my jeans did not smell.
He made everyone say goodnite to Goldie.
Some suckers had to actually kiss the tank.
Goldie died six days later.
About 20 years too soon.
I guess that water was funky after all.