My name is Mork
I am a goldfish
I live by my wit’
And do what I wish
Wendee my Wendee
I love it so
When you talk, to me
through my goldfish bowl
Mork guess what
It’s time for fun
It’s Halloween
And it has begun
Candy, Candy
I do shout
There’s always more
When you run out
It’s time to dress-up
And to play make believe
I can be anyone
That I please
Why am I telling you
You silly goldfish
You can’t celebrate Halloween
Even if I wish
Wendee, Wendee
Is that what you think.
I swim around all day
And I think
I want to celebrate
and have some fun
But I need a costume
Can you make me one?
I will slip beneath
The vines that twine
And wear a costume
That’s simply de-vine
Mork Oh Mork
You smart little fish
You understood what I said
I will do what you wish
I’ll bring you some things
Do as you please
I’ll be back
Then we’ll see
Oh Mork, my Mork
You smart little boy
Your costume is great
And you look full of joy
How do you do this
You smart little fish
Nobody would believe me
If I didn’t have this
The picture is great
And I must be insane
For you to be my fish
And to have a brain
Mork oh Mork
You look so great
This Halloween
You’ll be my date
Mork oh Mork
I see by your tail
That you accept the date
And think it’s swell
Thank you for reading my second Mork poem. There is one more to go.
Copyright 2003 updated 2021
Linda Meckler