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Jan 2017
The skies the limit
A smile being your style
You and Mr. Grant while
Oh how Ted Baxter who would often act wild
Yet Minnesota of the Newsroom at a loss
Those cold winds that always had a force
You would often toss your hand in the air
It was your trademark being the Mary Tyler Moore Show to preserver
You always knew how to go from here to there
I’m Mary Tyler Moore and have no fear
It was sheer comedy when you were always on TV near
Now when you were starring with **** Van **** on the **** Van **** Show
There was always laughter, surprises and situations
For instance, Mr. **** falling over a chair
But it the mission was clear in always beware
Well Ms. Moore you have accomplished acting your whole life
The American people being your fans is our inspiration as a strive
Ms. Moore your acting ability and smile like the aroma of spice
But it was your personality that was ever so nice
But years rolled on and illness came
Your final hour from Heaven “Come Home”
Your time had come
Ms. Moore, you through your hat in the air for the last time
You made it after all
This is not goodbye, but until we meet again.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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