-This is about my hamster that died when I was twelve, that's why it sounds really corny and stupid.-
Dead, she is dead,
No more life to live,
No more gnawing sticks,
No more teaching tricks,
No more feeding,
No more playing,
No more holding.
Dead, she is dead,
I have loved her so,
And I still love her but
She is no more,
She has breathed her last breath,
She will be forever missed,
I scream out her name
She doesn't answer
But suffer she did for the hours of my schooling,
And I understand she is in a better place.
Dead, she is dead,
No more love to give,
She loved her green plastic ball she ran around in,
No more will she run in that green, plastic ball.
Dead, she is dead,
In a grave in the ground,
With a few rocks in the shape of a heart,
Her bed was always in a different place,
By her wheel,
In her bed,
In the lookout she filled with bedding,
Now she can sleep on the clouded bedding in the sky.
Dead, she is dead,
She was fine last night I say,
I fed her,
Changed her water,
I even gave her a treat!
Dead, she is dead,
It was her time to go they say,
But then I get selfish and say
Why couldn't she hang on,
Just long enough to say goodbye?
Dead, she is dead,
Without a goodbye,
She came and she went,
As quick as two months,
So in spirit I tell her,
Goodbye my Cali, my hamster, my midnight pet.
