The Farmstros Village flags are low
There's sadness in the air
One young man who had walked our streets
We'll no more see him there
He'd just moved in four months ago
We barely knew his name
But all signs pointed to young Dustin
Loved to play the game
An Astro of the Future, we won't see him pitch again
Condolences to those who love him,
Peace be with his friends
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