The fish don't worry, the fish don't care.
Life is normal, they are blissfully unaware!
Playing in tunnels, over a bed of stones.
Oblivious to human concerns and moans!

And come bedtime when the lights go dim.
The fish relax with a little late night swim.
A few hours later when the morning breaks.
They get breakfast in bed, served in flakes.

No masks are needed and group hugs ok!
Christmas present sorted, soon eggs to lay!
At this present time, if I could have one wish.
For just one week...could I please be a fish!