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For flat 28:

I can’t say I’ve eaten well ,
Or that I’ve had much sleep ,
But I can tick yes to Movie Nights ,
and chasing rabbits down the street.

We’ve been to the Insane Tuesdays …
and drank until we were numb,
Though I can’t say that my first time throwing up,
(((especially on my carpet)))
was very much fun.

Now with letters to maintenance?
we’ve been there, done that,
and  I honestly now think,
Mark will be glad to see the back of this flat.

The bowling was banter,
and I’ll just ignore that I came last,
because my amazing crab-walking down the corridor,
proved that I can be fast.

I loved the High School musical dance parties
and playing Mario Kart
and I should probably say thank you ,
 because it's not going to be easy for me to part…


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