Oreo You Will Be Missed Poem by Silent Death

death
death is not an easy thing to watch
death
death is not easy to deal with
death
death is not a fun game to be involved in
death
death is not a good thing
death
death is not a happy thing

the blood flowed and the bones were broke
there is no explaination for how it happened
looked out the window and there you were
bleeding like crazy from that leg
had no idea what had happened to you
and no way to fix you
wanted to keep you alive but that wasnt going to happen
called and called, left message after message
but no answer was made
now you are wrapped in a blanket out in the cold
laid in the dark garage in the tractor bucket
will be missed very much
wish it did not have to be like this
only knew you for two years but felt like forever
so young and sweet and funny as ever
a bit wierd but very normal
fluffy long fur and percisely curled horns
cutest little cry that has ever been heard
tried to blame naughti but there was not a shred of proof
your blood still stains the ground
where they had to end your life
the trigger was pulled but couldnt hear a sound
all proof is now gone but your body still lies
in the black tractor bucket wrapped in the blanket and surrounded by dark
when will they bury you havent heard of the time
tomorrow was mentioned but untill then
your body shall not be seen
you life will have come and gone
but the memories will forever remain
you will be missed so dearly and never forgotten

remember that death may hurt but its only the begining