Our rabbit, Cookie, died last night. This is about her.
Ode to Cookie Monster
There was a young bunny That found nothing funny 'Til she found a friend Near summer's end That made her life sunny. This young bunny, it's said, Went to the field with dread But ate up the grass Showed all her sass Then slept soundly in bed. She boxed with great might Kept her friend up at night Showed Dog who was boss Never had a loss Watch out, she might bite! She learned to do tricks No fetching of sticks But spin then huddle, Up for a cuddle All with her friend for kicks. Good things end, it's true But try not to be blue, Cookie Monster's gone Memories live on But we'll miss her, it's true.