I Gotta Go Poem by Pat Urdahl

When I heard that you had left us
I was simply blown away...

How could this be possible?
Seems like we were laughing just yesterday...

I will never forget your laugh...
And your devilish smile...

We never knew what you would do next...
You had a unique style! ! !

We would laugh at reality
each and every day...

In Bill's garage
I can still hear you say...

The signature's a curse
be careful what you do...

After 45 years
I see this is true...

So my dear departed friend
I will think of you each day...

Peace, rest and comfort
I hope you've found today...

Your last words
will help dry my tears that flow...

You punched me in my arm and said,
hey bro...
' I Gotta Go'