His mouth and his heart
Got him out of trouble more than once .
The more he saw
The more he wanted to do ,
He was always refreshing
To be around .
He was an eye opener ,
When you first met him
And once you are with him for an hour
Your never in the dark .
You never had to use the phone
To get to talk to him .
All you had to do was wait
Until he got home .
He could cut my hair
On a Sat. night
With a beer in his hand .
He always knew what to do .
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