Timmy Poem by Sam Edison

With the raindropp tears of heavans cries

Bravely you socialized with your demise

Church bells rang and doves flew from the steeple

Larger than life there was noone equal

The gods believed that you should no longer exist

To take you from us they couldnt resist

Who could of foretold of what your exit would provoke

Till you danced with the skeleton that wore the black cloak

Not only did we lose a great friend in the bar

The sky is now lacking its most illuminous star