Klubber by Aaron



April 1998 ----- October 1999



Klubber was a dear friend to us all,

He passed away this Fall;

Like a first kiss,

Klubber will be missed.


He struted around the yard like he was boss,

We are greatly saddened by his loss;

His paw prints on the hood of the car,

Help us to believe that he is not too far.


The roof of the car is still covered with hair,

Making us believe that perhaps he is still there;

He sat on the convertible and the top gave way,

It is hard to believe he is not here with us today.


Klubber we'll miss your beautiful face,

But we know that you are in a better place.