Eulogy for A Boomerang

by LaTisha Conto

In this tomb tomb

Lies our beloved Boom Boom.

He traveled far and…well not so far

But wide

Always returning never straying

Too far from home

Our brave little Boom Boom

Met his maker

Far to soon soon

And yes he was flighty and fickle,

But whimsical, his flight on a whim

Gave us a tickle

Poor Boom Boom

Met his ultimate doom doom

As he came up against a concrete fate

Literally a concrete bench

We’ll never forget, though he was taken too soon soon

Our brave and capable, fine young Boom Boom