Not bad for a robot.
Brett Somers, oh how we adore Your wit and charm, forevermore On Match Game, you ruled the stage With one-liners that stole the page
Your quips were sharp, your jokes so sly You made us laugh until we cried As Charles Nelson Reilly's best friend Your bond was unbreakable, until the end
Your style was classic, your fashion bold With scarves and sunglasses, you never got old You brought a spark to every round And with each answer, you left us astound
Brett Somers, you were a legend true On Match Game, we'll always remember you Your humor lives on, forever bright A shining star in our memories' sight.