You came careening onto the scene
As if, from another planet you came
With wavy hair and eyes of blue
And you put your claim on fame
You worked and sweated, perfecting your skill
But no matter how good, Voyagers flopped
Fortunately you tried again as a Male Model
When it was viewed, lots of eyes popped
Your face donned covers form teen mags, rags and playgirl
Your poster is great, it hangs on my wall
I bought everything that ran a picture
For you, gladly, 100 miles I’d crawl
You did the Bear, thought still unreleased
Then jumped into Cover Up, as we all know
Your career was just taking off, but you died
It’s hard to believe but 26 is too young to go
note: this was my first publish work in 16 and Teen Set magazine
I remember when that happened, he was playing with the gun and fired it, knowing there was blanks.
the percussion shattered his temple
he was an organ donor too
