At Last a Candid Memorial Plaque
At Last a Candid Memorial Plaque
By Elton Camp
At the park I saw an astonishing sight
A different plaque was really a delight
I stood agape and read it for a minute
“Joe Bucklesby hated this park & all in it.”
For never before in my “borned days”
Have I seen anything other than praise
“Moe Morris was everyone’s friend.
It’s so sad that his life had to end.”
“Mildred Murray was a kindly soul,
One who had a heart of pure gold.”
Like a funeral service, none will tell
“Fred was a rascal who resides in hell.”
Joe Bucklesby is a man I never knew
I have to wonder if what it says is true
A park surely can be a nasty place
Visited by folks who are a disgrace
I wish that the reasons why he hated
Could be, in detail, somewhere related
He left a bronze footprint on the sands of time
Was he an honest man or some ball of slime?
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