Sad Little Clerihew

I’m catching up to NaPo’s fourteenth prompt with my thirteenth poem: a Clerihew. I initially had a hard time thinking of any worthwhile celebrity examples, but a fellow poet volunteered a personal hero for his example, and I was inspired to follow suit (draft not necessary for this one):

 

Stephen Robert Irwin–

he had a heart of sterlin’.

His death was such a stunner

that I still mourn the Crocodile Hunter.