The Eulogy of Eustace

In the beginning was Eustace

And Eustace was so

With skin so fair, and a brow so thick

Eustace was born to a world so sick

His eyes shown bright, as bright as the moon

Hidden behind rims of silver tombs

On his nose rested spectacles so keen

And cloth did droop on his figure so lean

Muriel was kind to poor old Eustace

She kept him fed, and Courage knew this

The burgers he ate were a premium meat

The grease trickled from his mouth and past his cheeks

The pies his wife baked were so sweet

Muriel indeed allowed Eustace to feast

Eustace made mistakes throughout his life

Lusted buried treasure and yelled at his wife

But the horrors of Nowhere, he never did fear

What Courage would bare would cause Eustace to jeer

And he repeated one phrase through the fun that he had

To Courage, he'd say, "You stupid dog, you make me look bad!"

Visitors would come with ringing of bells

But in Eustice's mind they could all go to hell

He'd sit in his recliner, watching TV

While Muriel would do housework, cook and clean

As the years went on, his health would grow worse

It was time for Eustace to leave this foul earth

Eustace now drives his truck on streets of gold

No longer confined to his body of old.

R.I.P. Arthur Anderson