'You don't bring me flowers'
Is the song in all my showers
The loneliness is all
Washed down the drain.
I rinse the tears away
And with salty disarray
They are diluted
But they leave behind the pain.
I miss your smiling face
Your frenetic friendly pace
And your happiness at all I said and did.
My furry little friend
Never to be seen again
I will miss your little 'wheek wheek' Guinea Pig.