Twitty - Poem by Randy Johnson
The world faced a great loss when you died in 1993.
You went on the road too soon after having surgery.
Your death felt like a crime.
You were a fantastic singer during your time.
You were one of the best singers I've ever seen.
I loved listening to Tight fittin' jeans.
When I learned about your death, I was surprised.
The music industry suffered by your demise.
I first listened to you in 1981 when I was almost ten.
It's sad that the world won't see you again.
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