That genius of the AutoCad
Has drawn his final lines
He's rubbed out his anomalies
Where his pension pot combines
After lumping on expenses
He's pencilled in a date
Leaving God to run the office
Where the angels congregate
So here's to Casey on his way
No doubt he'll sup a garden few
Pondering the scheme of things
The odd Sudoku too
Written specially for Colin Casey
The Indelible Linesman
By Cliff Letts Of Ropey Rhyme Fame
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