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In the quiet hum of twilight's serene,
Resides a tale of GoofyGoober's dream.
A soul who danced in life's grand waltz,
Now rests in peace, beneath starry vaults.
A weaver of dreams, with hands so deft,
Each turn of wrench, a labor of depth.
With sweat and passion, he shaped the mold,
A 1999 Corolla, cherished gold.
Each bolt, each thread, a story spun,
Of GoofyGoober's work, so finely done.
Through sunny days and moonlit nights,
His fervor burned with radiant lights.
In every hum of the engine's whirr,
In every gleam, his presence stir.
Of joyous rides down winding lanes,
Of memories etched in weathered stains.
Though time may claim what once we held,
In GoofyGoober's spirit, never quelled.
In every purr of the engine's rhyme,
His legacy lives through endless time.
So here's to GoofyGoober, in his pride,
His Corolla now a cherished ride.
In fond remembrance, he'll forever be,
In every journey, his spirit free.