Leaving

We're sorry that you're leaving,

We can see it makes you sad,

But we all know deep down inside,

You're really kind of glad,

To leave behind the hustle,

Of the cafe and the shop,

Forget the hundred breakfasts,

There's never time to stop,

We're all sorry to see you leave,

It's sad we'll miss you so,

There'll be tears on Saturday,

When you finally have to go,

But just remember one little thing,

Before the tears start to flow,

All of us at your place of work are,

Wishing you didn't have to go.

 

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