Alphonse(An Eberts Poem)

My dear friend,
You died too sonn,
I miss you,
Your cute little green tail,
The way you would snap at the lady next door,
The way you would waddle on your
Tiny green feet
Letting me know I was playing too
Many video games.
Your small brown eyes
Sending signs of your love,
With small golden twinkles.
My dear old friend,
You died too soon,
Killed in an unfortunate accident
You will be missed.