Some days he wouldn't say
A pleasant word all day
Some days he'd scowl and curse
But there were other days....
....When he was really even worse
Some men are heroes
Some men outshine the sun
Some men are simple, good men
This man wasn't one
And I won't miss his moods
His gloomy solitudes
His blunt abrasive style
But please don't get me wrong
....He was the best to come along
In a long, long while....
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