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								| Leslie Townes Hope |  |  |  
					| For one hundred years He spent upon this Earth
 The greatest purveyor
 Of happiness and mirth.
 
 This Country was his family
 And this World was his home
 And into its four corners
 Was he bound to roam.
 
 He came up through vaudeville
 Made the best of his game
 And after many gigs
 Became a household name.
 
 He traveled many roads
 With his sidekick Bing
 While he 
					cracked his jokes
 And helped Bing to sing.
 
 He had his own show
 In the television age
 And all of 
					his accomplishments
 Wrote another history page.
 
 But, when this unique star
 Shone most brilliantly
 Was 
					with all his troops
 Of all our military.
 
 He respected and loved them
 And they sent it back, 
					ten-fold
 Those guys and gals he visited
 Some never, to 
					grow old.
 
 His heart was always with them
 And never far, from his mind
 Yes Sir, Mister Hope
 You, 
					were one of a kind.
 
 This world has lost a 
					treasure
 That will never be replaced
 And you left 
					prints in the "road"
 Which will never be retraced.
 
 So, thanks, for the memories
 Those passed 
					and yet to come
 For Bob, your contribution
 Will never, 
					be done.
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					| By 
					Del "Abe" Jones Copyright 2003
 Listed 
					February 21, 2011
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