Dear Copy,
Is there a pleasure in your day that I missed or did you really like that golden glass marble that I set in your fountain of cream and sauce today? I suspect that your horse riding will never be forgotten and that you really looked good with spectacles if that was how they would paint you some day. Trust me though, you did not make an enemy that I knew and you really pissed half the world off with your antics of rodeo style leadership and careful vinegar cigar shows. That was a prize. I did not think of you often, but when I did recall your image, you were the best that there ever was to be. Just a rough rider in a parade on the moon. That's your place today. And noone died that we really think about today that you changed the world with any pain and suffering, did they? Well, clearly you did not make every person your friend, but I am your admirer. So get back on that philly and gallop into tomorrow. You'll be there until the end of days. Thats your legacy and you'll never be replaced of forgotten for the rest of the human races days of existence. Not bad huh? And you didn't kill a voice I remember (well someone probably suffered but it wasnt me).
Thanks Teddy R.
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