How 'Bout Them Apples?

The day the music died.... (Thanks Charlie, it was fun while it lasted)

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

Thanks for everything my friend. I wish you the best, goodbye and godspeed. Charlie quitting blogging has effected me more than I will ever say. That is all I have to say about that. It was fun.