Her smiling face was always warming
As through the meetings we would go
Never wavering in her strong support
As calm debate went to and fro.
Her words of encouragement got us through
When the times would seem a mess
Soothing requests for open records
As she shouted "Freedom of the Press!"
Though we may have been lampooned at times
Perhaps more deserved than some would think
We will miss her constant presence
And her column City Ink.
So we bid farewell from City Hall
I must ask for one more thing,
Having turned 41 just yesterday
Can you still call me your "boy king?"