Booner by Jeff N.


" Booner "

Jan. 1986 ------ Jan. 22 1999


He once was jet black

from his head to his toe,

Then his muzzle grew white

And he began moving slow


His appetite waned

And his back legs grew weak,

But we still loved ol' "Boner"

even after he began to reek


We remembered the sweet puppy

that we brought home one day

A cute wee little fellow

Who loved to play and play


Now he's gone to his maker

to meet again with friend "Chicken",

We'll miss our ol' "Boner"

and his smells which could sicken!





Jeff N.