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Robert Bunkers
Everyone always wonders what happens after death,
Or where your favorite person who passes away goes to.
Mr. Robert Bunkers is one of my favorite people,
Left this world to be with his family.
What an amazing man this man was,
He would always let us lounge at his house
when the parents were gone on weekends.
He would cook the best meals and tell funny jokes,
He’s also the one to always care for you no matter what happens.
With his jokes so original,
Everyone in the imitate family still remembers them:
“How do you pronounce the capital of Kansas Witchuta or Withchutu?”
If you haven’t figured it out by now, “Neither it’s Topeka”.
Sometimes we’d wave at him and he’d throw his head back behind him,
Trying to play a joke that we weren’t waving at anyone.
Sometimes I see his empty chair and do it once more,
But this time, I really am not waving at anyone.
He always knew how to cheer someone up,
Whether it was by his jokes or just by his personality.
Boy do I miss that man,
He’s probably watching us all and waving to us while we’re the ones playing the joke now.
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