You gave me additional consonant in my surname
and then there's the indelible memory that just won't fade.
There were the Maths and French books that I put to good use
and I'm told you taught me to read so thankyou.
But as you were not around to protect me,
I regard you somewhat ambivalently.
That was pretty apparent when you died,
at your funeral, I read a paper to help time pass by.
I wonder what I'll say to you when we meet face-to-face,
I still remember to keep my cards close to my chest.
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