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| Cussieweezil You gave so much so freely, in your special little way Until the time arrived that you would have to go away Your voice now stilled forever, your eyes no longer see No longer will my baby girl wardance her way round me The gift you gave so freely in your loving little way Will stay with us forever, it did not die this day We lost our Cussieweezil, fate said it must be so A brief farewell, a tender kiss, and then you had to go So rest in peace my baby, safe now from the pain Nothing now can hurt you, you can be free again Out little Custard angel, we'll miss you every day And always will regret the fact that you had to go away. Cris, Lee & Bubbles, Skweek and Rhubard |
| June 27, 2002 |
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