Many, many years ago,

He was the one I could see,

The one I came to know,

Whose name was Stevie,

This young man had friends,

That came to like him,

But that all came to an end,

When his best friend became the villain,

We all came in candlelight to grieve,

On how the way his death was conceived,

Not only did he die in vain,

But also with such horrifying pain,

Oh how I wish I could see,

                                                            The only cousin I called Stevie