Clem

My darling Clementine,
I'm so sorry that I left you ignored and unattended in that dark corner of your cardboard home. None of the others let me know that things were going so badly for you, concerned as they were with their own pending demise. Now they've all gone but not you, you've been re-homed in the compost bucket where you can laugh at the discarded, ravaged skin of your so-called friends.
Sorry about the smell though.