We did not, but he did
Saw it coming,
On a higher plane he stood
The luring beckons of greater He
And he prepared, even, a hand over
Coming down to stand
On a lower plane we stood
For his cherished home conviviality
Struggled he but feebly
Incomparable, to what he saw
Were he stood, he yielded
At the last count, to former against latter
Were we stood
First hand, we beheld him
The transition-imposed tranquility
The dew to the morgue, as harbinger
Heralding his saintly homecoming
It's well with co-in-law down-to-earth
It's well with colleague diligent and dignified
In his heavenly abode, it's well
Fare well, co- and co-
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