I told Sam (username is that, not Sam-Crysi, or anyone else. hah) that if she died I would cry and write her an elegy to the tune of Yankie Doodle:
Monday Sammy died of flu,
while writing up a story.
She coughed and bled and choked on spit,
but died with such great glory!
Someday Sammy, don't loose hope!
Someday Sammy, glory!
We all knew you were the best
and secretly a Tory!
^_^ sing it! It actually works.
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