No chocolate scrumples
No peanut zumples
No caramel oozled
Nor vanilla sploozled
Not a brownie lurkled
Not a cake all spurkled
No dessert to behold
All left in the cold
A sad position to be
None felt so strongly as me
-Company party 2007 recap
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That's the saddest poem I ever laughed over.
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