Dear Elkhorn

Wednesday last

I heard you met a doctor,

He done told you that your state will pass

As long as you would take your medicine

You'll find that salty lungs await your arrival

What you had:

You had a family that loves you, cared for you

And watched you crash.

Well it takes one to know one

So dear Abigail,

My sympathies to you

And all your survivors

Elkhorn, we passed you.