Hee hee, that first picture reminded me of this. With apologies to the original author (one of my classmates in high school, but I don't remember who) and I'm sure I left out part of it:
It's been several days since I've been fed
My keepers don't care if I'm living or dead
There's no one to talk to and nothing to do
I look out the window at the same old view
I circle my cage, going round and round
I search for escape where none's to be found
My fatal beauty was my only sin
It got me into the fix I'm in
Then suddenly I freeze in dread!
A huge furry claw is overhead!
If this terrible monster has his wish
I'll certainly be one dead goldfish!
