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Thanks for the memory:
Of heading back to camp, skateboards on a ramp,
An awesome time of verse and rhyme and magic from a lamp.
How special it was.
And thanks for the memory:
Of fellows that have style, that go the extra mile
That make us laugh nearly split in half, and always with a smile.
How special you are.
Thanks for the memory
Some staches will go far, some to the nearest bar
Some draw cool things, some have wings, some make love to car
How memorable you are.
Thanks for the memory
Though some things were not planned, like photos getting banned
And server woes, shots up the nose, we had a helping hand
How thankful we are.
But, thanks for the memory:
Still things weren’t all that bleak, in fact they were unique.
With Octopi, a jumping guy and robots at the sink.
How amazing it was.
Thanks for the memory:
With ‘staches far and wide, a friend became our guide.
The love affair with our lip hair, it cannot be denied!
How lucky we are.
Now, thanks for the memory:
And now the end is near, there is no need to fear.
We’ll meet again- 2010, or maybe even here.
And thank you so much.
Goodbye Moustache May.
Of heading back to camp, skateboards on a ramp,
An awesome time of verse and rhyme and magic from a lamp.
How special it was.
And thanks for the memory:
Of fellows that have style, that go the extra mile
That make us laugh nearly split in half, and always with a smile.
How special you are.
Thanks for the memory
Some staches will go far, some to the nearest bar
Some draw cool things, some have wings, some make love to car
How memorable you are.
Thanks for the memory
Though some things were not planned, like photos getting banned
And server woes, shots up the nose, we had a helping hand
How thankful we are.
But, thanks for the memory:
Still things weren’t all that bleak, in fact they were unique.
With Octopi, a jumping guy and robots at the sink.
How amazing it was.
Thanks for the memory:
With ‘staches far and wide, a friend became our guide.
The love affair with our lip hair, it cannot be denied!
How lucky we are.
Now, thanks for the memory:
And now the end is near, there is no need to fear.
We’ll meet again- 2010, or maybe even here.
And thank you so much.
Goodbye Moustache May.



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