L M H God Speed R I P

Both love's and dream's astray Pleasantly unaware Death is making it's merry way Unto my very own front door Yet both sadly and unfortunately To my bemusement and surprise He never thought to break or lighten the mood With a knock , knock joke He just jumped in both feet 1st And instantaneously proceeded to usher me away Not even did he even stop to think for a 1 single minute or give me a second after thought horah Let alone afford me any time at all To let me wave or utter a 1 final last goodbye Otherwise I imagine poor L.M.H God rest his soul in peace May have taken the time to write us all here on the Soup 1 final piece of poetry of and in his own imitable word's and way So as in order to complete and place the final piece in his particular puzzle 1 very last final remaining poem Before both his word's and pen were forevermore to be retired eternally