He always did things certain way
Some say the wrong way
I say his way
My grandfather with one leg,
And his PT Cruiser was perpetually perfumed
With the coils and twirls of smoke
his constantly lit cigarette coughed up.
Some said that this would end his story.
and when he ate what he like
we thought nothing of it.
what is diabetes to a man
already weathered by a fierce tempest?
So I suppose it is only natural that he died
Like he lived his life
Belligerent and wonderful
Stubborn and eccentric
A concoction of paradox’s
That perplexed everyone else
And enthralled me
Hence I will mourn him my way-
Some say the wrong way-
I won’t cry at his funeral
I won’t shed tears at my loss
Because that’s exactly what it is.
My loss.
And I will do with it as I please
Some say the wrong way
I say his way
My grandfather with one leg,
And his PT Cruiser was perpetually perfumed
With the coils and twirls of smoke
his constantly lit cigarette coughed up.
Some said that this would end his story.
and when he ate what he like
we thought nothing of it.
what is diabetes to a man
already weathered by a fierce tempest?
So I suppose it is only natural that he died
Like he lived his life
Belligerent and wonderful
Stubborn and eccentric
A concoction of paradox’s
That perplexed everyone else
And enthralled me
Hence I will mourn him my way-
Some say the wrong way-
I won’t cry at his funeral
I won’t shed tears at my loss
Because that’s exactly what it is.
My loss.
And I will do with it as I please