My name is Lazarus

My name is Lazarus,

A special sort of fish,

An easier type of pet,

You cannot possibly wish.

No walks or noise,

Just a flutter of a tail

Decorating your fish tank,

And munching the odd snail.

I like to eat cucumber!

A fresh slice everyday.

It gives me lots of energy,

To swim around and play.

Why my name?

I hear you say!

Very strange for a fish,

Who just hangs around all day.

This is why.............

I'm old you see,

Been around many a year.

But still full of life,

So of death I do not fear.

I like to rest,

Suckered underneath a log,

But when I fall asleep,

Staying stuck is such a slog!

My suck disappears,

To the bottom I do cruise,

Lying on my back,

Continuing to snooze!

Belly up on the bottom,

Oblivious to my owner's stare,

Dreaming of food,

Not listening to her prayer.

Don't let him be dead,

I will miss him o so much,

At her close friend,

She does so fiercely clutch!

I wake up just a bit,

And see her beady eye!

Flip, I'm back upright,

Through the water I do fly!

So now you know the truth,

Of how I got my name,

I rise up from the dead,

It is my claim to fame!