Eulogy for a Toaster

If we’re friends on Facebook then you may have seen this already. If not, then it’s new! On Monday, I learned that the toaster of a friend of mine had passed away, so I wrote her (and the toaster) this lovely eulogy.

Though he had his ups and downs,
he was the toast of every town.
He saw everything from both sides,
and he always warmly offered rides.
So no matter which side you butter your bread,
weep, my friend, for the toaster’s dead.

There is, actually, a lot more punditry that could go into this, but I wanted to make sure my poem stayed upper crust.