Linda told me. Linda said
he had a heart attack yesterday.
It was sudden, it was quick,
and now he’s passed away.
I really liked Dave. He was my favorite cashier.
Isn’t it sad to think that he won’t be here
tomorrow, or the next day, or ever again,
to buy us candy, and say we’re living in sin?
Dave is gone. Do you understand?
Franklin, will you please hold my hand?
He never reached retirement.
He never got his wish
of living next to a river
and catching a thousand fish.
That’ll be us someday.
That’ll be me and you.
I only hope you’ll marry me
before our lives our through.
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