Ford Prefect
By Nightcrawler
A Tribute to the Newt who helped me through my first year of college. Ford You were first in my life The day before the world Went into its great strife. A day before 9/11. You were with me through it all The good and the bad The large and the small. Both you and Zaphod. Some may say "It's just a Newt" You weren't there that day. I needed something to hang on to. They kept me sane In an insane world. The day of terrible pain. Now you are gone. To be buried not like a thing. But in a golden box scented with jasmine. You will be buried like an ancient king. Good night sweet prince. May your small soul Find peace. Written April 18th, 2002 © on Apr 18 2002 05:41 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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