Gonzo goes out
with a 45 blast.
He was kicking ass in Aspen,
we knew it wouldn't last.
The rambling, gambling
man of journalism
put Fear and Loathing on
the map,
but in the end,
he couldn't stay.
It's bat country.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really great tribute to one of the best, and most colourful, journalists of all time!