Tony And Rika - Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Were Two of the kindest people you'd find.
Playing tricks, all of the time. Leaving
toilet paper, up and down the halls. Making
people giggle and all. Always lending a hand,
to everyone around. Although, when opening
our doors you never knew what'd be found. Could
be a joke, or some fake ugly bug. Or Sometimes
just simple, a hug. Always something to bring a
smile, even baked cakes, once in a while. She
knitted, and, crocheted, and bongos did play.
And the last picture she drew, was of the angels
she so, loved too.
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