RIP to Terry Pratchett.
Discworld swept the rest before it.
All your characters were bat-shit
Crazy, and we loved you for it.
But the best was your Grim Reaper:
A horseman for us to savour.
You made Death into “a keeper”,
Shame it can’t return the favour.
It won’t be the same without you,
Your readers won’t keep it inside.
And we won’t forget the man who
Kept us laughing until we cried.