Elegy for Jeff Goldblum

Jeff Goldblum is dead?
But I saw him just the other day
At the bus stop
Minding his own business
To himself
Like we all do

I breezed past him in my tailored raincoat
He caught my eye
Or his caught mine
Or it was mutual
Or he liked my raincoat
And he produced a tissue from his pocket
And wiped a tear away

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