There was once a boy, As pure as can be,
He was handsome, he was smart, He was just,
Then came a storm, that changed his life. He became a toy,
He was good as one can be, He was ideal, he set apart,
He had trust, He sought joy,
As sad he was as a dying tree. He was a hero, he played that part,
He was not a nut, Then came a storm, that ended his life.