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Eighty winters, eighty springs,
Larry, to you my tribute sings.
On greens with clubs, your spirit soars,
A golfer's heart that never bores.

Football fields once felt your stride,
With every tackle, glories tied.
Now quiz nights light your brilliant mind,
In questions' maze, treasure you'll find.

Here's to the years of joy you’ve amassed,
And to the future, a joyous cast.
May your days be bright, your laughter bold,
An endless story waiting to unfold.

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