So. Farewell then
Jim Doak.
Bay Street
Boulevardier.
It seems
That
You’ve
Expired
In
Mongolia.
Gentleman Jim,
Patron of the
Satirical
Press.
“Shurely
Shome
Mishtake?!”
That was
Your
Catchphrase.
“Either
This
Yurt
Goes
Or I do.”
That was
Another.
You put
Your money
Where your
Moustache was.
Thanks a million.
–E.J. Frank
The only way to annoy your loved ones more would be to die on Mount Everest…
Who be (was) Jim Doak?
No ore like an old ore!