His wheezing, groaning, softly terminates.
This is the end of actor Michael Craze:
He's cleared for take-off to those pearly gates.
Some thirty years since he created Ben
And formed a team with dear Anneke Wills,
I go to mourn at Epping Forest crem
Remembering all those cheeky cockney thrills.
The service ends; his coffin fades from view -
Surprised, I hear a tune which warms my heart:
It can't be? Yes, it is, it's "Doctor Who".
They're really playing that? God, that's so smart!
I break down sobbing as the curtain swishes.
The family say they've followed his last wishes.
1998
