And one for Bill who liked to share
a glass, a tale. He lived until
his heart retired, to leave him there.
And one for Bill,
a large one - silence - watch him spill
two drops of water with the care
you know he'd show for you. And will
we meet in some forgetful where?
With Michael, Lycie, Rolin. Fill
another glass, pull up a chair,
and one for Bill.

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