OLD GUY Stagehand's Dirge in Memory of Tom Hill
he old guy he die
he old guy who once sat in the sun
he had a er spaniel who sat in the sun
and soothed like custard the old guy both die
he lived for plays dramas actors
many entrances and exits
now where he be
in the not to be
spotted only
by our mind's bright light

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