Bobby Pate J.r. (3/8/1996 / Wynne, Ar.)
Sad Times are so hard when something came up,
When you hear the news you are sad,
Sad Times are with you
You cannot escape but try.
Sad Times are so sad you cannot bear
Sad Times when you are scared
When something comes up
You are in Sad Times.
Bobby Pate J.r.
In Loving Memory of:
My loving Aunt
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