Goodbye, goodbye.
Tis painfully sad to see two dear friends leave.
One, the beloved colour of '97.
The other, friendly abuser, who lives to torment me.
Though you're not to far away,
I dearly wish you'd stay.
Away to the underground land and another off to join the Kangaroo inhabitants.
I bid you farewell.
You left behind...
- a delicious, yet different jar of drop cookies
- a collage, as requested
- a sad, measly piece of paper with a meaningful note that will last me 'till April
Now all I've got is this photo to keep me company.
I shall paste your mural on my wall of writings and fame.
Our dreams and plans of Italy and Paris won't go to shame.
See you soon!
