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Found out earlier today he sadly passed…away
To the ground above in the great blue yonder
Where a trade-mark swagger still holds sway,
Gods scratch their heads in awesome wonder.
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I know today’s game is an entirely different kettle o’ fish
Opposed to those sepia tinted matches, I often ponder?
Yet I remember thinking, does that little fella ever miss?
Marvelling, midst anger, at the exploits of… Der Bomber.