They Called Him Bosco Poem by Debora Soramaki
They Called Him Bosco
Bosco was a loner
Walking many miles each day
Bosco was a stoner
Guitar music he would play
Bosco was a lover
Not a fighter at heart
Bosco never ran for cover
When the thunder storms would start
Bosco was killed along the roadside
His life came to an end
Bosco's last time hitchin a ride
He was everybody's friend.
(Remembering Mark Bastianelli)
Friday, August 24, 2007
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