puts picture on stand at front.
ahem
My heart is always heavy
My mourning shall not rest
So I stand before your friends today
To try and do my best
To sum up how you changed me
My life, my love, my all.
You were the reason for my living
There to catch me should I fall.
For Gerald there is none
That can compare to you.
No one has your sense of humour
Or wonderful taste in shoes.
And so it is ironic
That when your time came to depart
Twas underneath the heavy foot
Of a poorly dancing tart
Alas she did not see you
For looking at the men
And merely saw you underfoot
As she lifted up her hem (not for the first time that evening let me tell you)
Oh Gerald just to see you
For one short minute more!
I would give my everything
For it's you, I still adore.....