John Brodeur, station attendant Out of Toronto airport, well-liked and grand A Montreal Canadiens fan, his love on full display His practical jokes, always causing dismay
With a motto of “grease never sleeps” He’d shake your hand, and grease he’d keep On your hand, it would surely be But watch out, it could be on your knee
His antics, always causing a stir But his heart, as pure as gold, a blur He may be a prankster, but his intentions are kind Always there to help, never hard to find
Though his jokes may leave you in a bind John’s laughter is always on your mind For he’s a friend, through thick and thin Forever remembered, forever a grin
So here’s to John Brodeur, a station attendant true Who brought joy and laughter, to all he knew In the airport, his legacy will live on For “grease never sleeps”, and neither does John.
