The Lady Down the Lane
The Lady Down the Lane
There once was a man, who lived down the street,
He was a very busy man, he was always messing,
He was very happy, he would come and visit us down the street,
He was always willing to help with anything that he could be messing with,
He loved to go, he would go anywhere down the road;
We later found out that cancer has came upon him,
Everyone was shocked, a busy man has cancer,
There was no worry inside him, he just kept on moving,
He never gave up, just kept on going;
No one wanted any suffering, just wanted him to be happy,
He always had joy inside of him, no matter what,
The day he passed everyone was so upset,
He just wants us to keep on living our life no matter what
He will be greatly missed and will always be loved.
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