Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait

My cousin is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. He died before his 20s even started.

That pizza was a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. I ate it and it didn’t even taste good.

My dog’s brother is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. He’s been dead for three years and still shows up at my house.

My math teacher is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. She’s been dead for two years and still gives me quizzes.

That song is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. I heard it once and now it’s in my head forever.

My uncle’s cat is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. It died and now it’s following me everywhere.

My grandpa is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. He’s been dead for 10 years and still talks to me like I’m his kid.

That old tree is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. It’s been dead for 50 years and still blocks my view.

My mom’s best friend is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. She’s been dead for 20 years and still sends me texts.

My ex is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. She’s been dead for 5 years and still texts me about our break-up.

That video game is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. I played it once and now I can’t get it out of my head.

My dad’s brother is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. He’s been dead for 30 years and still shows up at family dinners.

My neighbor is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. He’s been dead for 15 years and still yells at me through the wall.

That old phone is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. It’s been dead for 10 years and still rings at 2 a. m.

My mom’s mom is a Da-Onda Rod-Bumwait. She’s been dead for 40 years and still calls me every day.