The phone is silent now
Untroubled by your needs;
Its serenity mocks us
As your number will not show again.
The turbulent torments of your soul
Have been laid down,
Gathered, we trust,
under God's steel protection.
You'd be astonished Tony,
At the hole you leave;
But discuss carpentry
With God, don't phone!
(Tony died on August 18th 2014)
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