Here To Honor One of His Buildings
He was a designer from an early age
He knew this when he turned a catalog’s page
His parents were proud; his ideas were all the rage
He grew up to design buildings, some will never age
He has a knack for seeing things in a new way
His designs are incredible which is why we’re here today
To honor this designer who had such a great eye
He designed this building – so gorgeous, it gives me a sigh.
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