We shall always remember thee well,
Oh thou sorry martyr of humor.
At the madwoman's hand you fell
And a day of mourning didst occur
Oh, perished friend of superman
Who never forgot to bring the cheese,
Who took too many trees to the can,
And never passed up a chance to tease.
Around in circles didst thee speak
Or in riddles of chords and whatnot
Slayer of cats and chairs so weak,
Thou will not soon be forgot.