A long long time ago
I can still remember how his books used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make more people fans
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But May 12 made me dread
With every page I'd read
Bad news on slashdot
I couldn't think another thought
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the writer died
So... bye-bye, Mr. Hitchhiker's Guide...