The Resurrection of Bonky

but he was gone.

Did he escape and fall to his death?

Was Susie really that hungry, and set her chops toward cannibalism?

I searched high and low.

"Bonky.....Bonky....."

but he was nowhere to be found.

I looked under the bed

and beside the pillow where I lay my head.

I looked near the wall

he didn't hear my call.

The next day I looked some more

twice, three times, even four.

What would I tell my son?

His favourite new pet

his beloved Bonky, was gone.

I resigned myself to tell my son

"He's just on vacation...he's not gone...

He's not dead...not with the Lord...

maybe he went to Texas to visit those Texas Fords!"

10 days had passed with little hope

thinking of Bonky, i bought a turtle soap on a rope

Then this morning by the door

I nearly tripped and fell

Bonky at my feet, upside down in his shell

My own fears now built up inside

yes, I found the Bonkster

but he has died

I put him the sink with water

hoping for the best

expecting a slaughter

when quite at last

he kicked his feet

his head popped out

I nearly lost my seat

"He's alive, He's alive"

I shouted out with glee and on my hand

that Bonky did pee

I put him back in his home

he was back on the wall

looking for freedom

to end this tale

on a happy note

Bonky is alive and that's all i wrote.