A gentle-man in some ways rather shy
One might say of him that he would not harm a fly
Even in his neighborhood not that well known
One never referred to as one of our own
He led a sedentary sort of a life
He never had children or never had a wife
His partner she died some seven years ago
In our years of life there are some times of woe
See him in the park last week he did look fit and fine
And quite healthy for one of sixty nine
But he died suddenly of a heart attack which does seem sad to say
And with the town's deceased his last remains forever lay
A gentle-man in him nothing false or vain
And for as long as i live fond memories of him i will retain.
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