Ode to 402
Oh 402, I'm so sad to leave you
Knowing there will be no more memories made makes me blue
The roommates were many
And now I don't have any
But you kept me safe at night
With no burglars to give me fright
Oh the parties we had left no one with malice
Because after the first you were named "Pigg Party Palace"
You've hosted many a Christmas
With "the hotties" that miss us
And kept most summers cool
By being real close to the pool
First you started with five, now you're ending with one
But your days of housing people are not quite done
This city is growing, at a rapid pace I might say
So you might make someone very rich one day
I've been very happy here over the last 6 years
And knowing I'll never live here again fills my eyes with tears
It's time for us to say goodbye and go our separate ways
But I'll never forget you, 402, in all of my days
4 comments:
Okay Dinah, you officially have too much time on your hands!!
Goodbye 402... who would have ever thought I would live there, twice even!
I didn't know the end was so near for 402. It will be missed by all lucky enough to have been blessed not only by the shelter but also by the friendships built and strengthened there. Long live Pigg Party Palace.
- Lana (a.k.a. Hoochie) - For those of you who don't understand the nickname, it does not accurately describe the writer, it is a joke.
Wonderfully put, Dinsers. Oh, the precious memories. How they linger...
I miss you all, Pigg Party Palace partiers!
Sara (Wet 'n Wild)
Dinah,
OH MY GOSH. You crack me up. That gave me a good laugh. Even though I never lived at 402, I will miss the study parties that went on there.
love ya,
Dr. AJ
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