Once upon a memory,
my rat came back to live with me.
He was no longer old and weak
but in his prime and at his peak.
He played the games he used to play
and romped around the house all day.
He left me with these thoughts of him
And I can have him back again.
All I need is some time alone
his image in my mind is shone.
His whiskers brush my tears away,
His memories are here to stay.
Gone but not forgotten, friend
I'll love you til my own life ends.
Until we meet again some day
I'll love you in this special way.
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