A thirsty Goldfish

A thirsty goldfish went to the pub
Because all he ever talked about
Were Woodforde’s pints of ale
He just went on and on and on
And he just couldn’t shut up
The Landlord said hi to him
So how do you swim today
And the Goldfish he replied
If you don’t mind me saying
I can not wait a minute longer
Just fill it up, right to the brim