This forest knows us,
And the games we play below.
Empty oak branches,
No longer obscure the view.
Our laughter, pauses mid-sigh.
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Around a table,
Good food, laughter, and your wits.
What more could you want?
A dessert menu appears…
All smiles and tapioca.
Too long has it been,
Since these halls heard our laughter,
Amazing delight!
Woe is my sprint back homeward
As the sun sets to the West.