The tale of Bob.

There was once a man of six foot, ten.
His name was Bob, of Lilian.

He had not a penny, nor a shame, to his name.
Yet, he saw all of life as his game.

And he'd play that game so diligently.
He played it for you and me to see.

For there never was such a man of good heart, you know.
He taught me almost everything I know.

And so every time he sees my face, he'll say:
"Bug, you've just made my day."
♠ ♠ ♠
For my grandpa, Robert.