Mar 23, 2005 15:56
The greatest man I've ever seen
Is mighty, mighty Eugene.
He likes to spend time underwater,
There's nothing in the world that's hotter.
He talks little but says much,
I hope next year we keep in touch.
He's Eugene, the brother I never had,
About this poem he will probably be mad.
Nevertheless I write for him here,
On the day he begins his sixteenth year.
Happy birthday, Eugenius.