May First Miracles
Your best friend worked in the building
behind which there are apartments,
apartments of the most wond'rous kind;
one where my best friend will be happy.
The day you left, the calendar page
turned upside downside inside out
But each year you bring another gift
to lighten our lives on the first of May.
Gary, you were no angel, saint nor sage,
you just brought common sense to everything.
Cut Gordian Knots with a pair of tin snips
And made us all into Crusaders for Good.
Thank You Gary for another May Miracle!
I miss the you like all heck!
-Happy Hiram
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