
TRIBUTE TO FREDDIE
Brilliant and defined
He walked among us, the ragged.
Strutting on the stage
He seemed, oh, so in control.
From whispers to bellows
He was a master of his craft,
A dramatic flair
The likes of which we've seldom seen.
As if garbed in harlequin
He's joined a fool's parade,
Tainted by humanity,
Yet angelic just the same.
I'll not canonize him,
He never claimed to be a saint.
Remember his voice
And he'll indeed be immortal.
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