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Wednesday
31Oct2007

It couldn't be in autumn

How I'd leave in autumn I never will know

I've seen how you sparkle

When fall nips the air

I know you in autumn

And I must be there.

Farwell to an icon who gave us lots of laughs, and who laughed along with us...

... again and again.

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Reader Comments (1)

Wryter:

Well done. Will Ferrel may have to retread his Goulet impression now.
November 2, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterLeezer

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