though not in age,
he's quite a sage with
a heart of gold
Though not to a single town
does he belong, he goes with wind
to help along, the stranded player
that calls for him
And while this ode may not rhyme
I still dedicate it to Rick from
heart and mind
And anyone who disagress
to my point I stick,
can either get down on their knees
or simply sit upon my ....
