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Epitaph Poem
My stuffed animal, Joy
My stuffed animal, Joy
My epitaph poem!!!
Here's to my stuffed animal, Joy
Who I lost at the Chicago Airport
You don't worth as much as gold, and that is worth a lot
You didn't compare to the joy I really have inside
That makes me happy all the time
But I think of you every time we go to Chicago.