Nick O Tyme

Here lies the body of Nick O Tyme
Who never thought of crossing the line
Lived his life as quiet as could be
Only stimulant consumed was tea
Saved a lady from the path of a train
Regarding which he was true to his name
Results for him were not quite the same
Mark Toney © 2019
11/14/2019 - Poetry form: Epitaph

This poem is about: 
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