Dook's hoping for them all the best
And just what should he say to the rest?
What a tale to expound
One that will be reknowned
And repeatedly told by request.
In case you are wondering friend
I believe we have come to the end.
Don't give up on the strip, old friend! How can you think to make it end? Celebrate your ninetieth birthday by taking Donna on a cruise to Alaska or maybe the Bahamas!
lack of any new interest pretty well seals the fate of the blessed strip. I tried but I sometimes wonder why Thank you for sticking with it old friend All I know is I will be ninety in May and can't think how to celebrate it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If you still enjoy it, even if no one comments, then please keep doing it. I haven't celebrated Anything for many years. But I am more than proud to call you my friend! Chin up, Wes.
Is it okay if I claim BOTH of you as my friends?