I long for one I lived him most
A good friend he was, agile in need
He guided me along, wished my intent
A silent witness to my deed and misdeed

I wish I had a friend like him
so cute ’n’ pretty, an icon of my times
In wee hours, we’re together in bloom
Merry his lovely tail all that entails

Care ‘n’ respect for his juvenile companion
He loved the compassion of my fingers
He tested my instincts without a grim
Prolific his breed churning out wonders

Times I detested him of his kind
For he got along in a promiscuous flair
with anyone, anything, both friend and fiend
until he spew cues of a torrid affair

All his life was a streak of bliss
He clicked me to awareness till his death
cluck! cluck! I got up in a fuss
Gosh! it’s time to part with my lovely MOUSE