MythTickle by Justin Thompson for February 28, 2025

He’s resting in a field of clover.

I had to write a sympathy card only yesterday, but I didn’t try to make it rhyme. So this Grim Reaper carries a weed whacker!

He was carefully buried by Rover.

… In time your heart will soar again,

upon the wings of a plover.

“…You can still read Red and Rover.”

I still get a thrill every time I see Cheech Wizard!

….and now they can be/united with Rover.

And fell off the cliffs of Dover.

“…at least they weren’t playing Red Rover, Red Rover.”