Fatty Joe
August 2009
Fatty Joe we miss you.
You made your presence known
we thought you'd stay forever
but you were just on loan.
We counted on you being here
to greet us at the door
The days are long since you went away
and we miss you more and more.
If you had your way, I think you'd choose
to stay among favorite things
But when sickness came, the sound was clear
as the angel's bell rings.
Fatty Joe, we miss you.
