Gobsmacker Gus
gobsmacker Gus was his own kind of balloon man, what dare I say?
flew to his Monday internal voices, other times whispers of the day.
He heard voices that spoke of fantasy and whimsy complete.
We tried to follow his antics on social media so sweet.
He could not be held to any one standard, he was an eclectic dude.
Flying his contraptions high in every kind of insanely high altitude!
You know him! Some asked me, surprised of this I would readily admit.
I loved Gobsmacker GTW. He was whimsical, creative, and fit!
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