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Marlin

A smile A guitar A rolled up cig A voice that sings At every gig A mind that travels Beyond this plain, A sense of humor, Sometimes insane... A devotion To daughters Of whom he was so proud, A tendency never, to talk too loud Words and thoughts Wise beyond his years, Human suffering That brought on tears Mark T... His Gors nickname "Marlin" I wonder if he liked to fish, One thing's for sure, I truely wish He did still tread This earth, a world so grand, I was oh so privileged To be in his band.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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