I came to know and like Jimmy Saville
as a young lad who went to England
in the late 70s to do my O and A Levels
followed by university
Jim'll Fix It was appointment television
not to be missed
To me, the most unforgettable episode
one that can still bring a lump
to my throat
whenever I think about it
was a request from young students
of a blind music teacher
who wanted Jim to fix it
so that an orchestra could play
a piece of music
composed by their visually-impaired
lady teacher
Jim fixed it, of course;
students and their blind teacher
were gathered in a theatre
as soon as the orchestra started playing
tears streamed down the teacher's face
And I bet there was not a dry-eye
among all those who watched that episode
up and down the country
See, I'm teary-eyed now;
just goes to show that magic never dies
when it's a thoroughly selfless act
to make others happy
RIP Sir Jimmy Saville;
may God fix it for you.
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