It's March, day of twenty two
Been four days, really nothing much to do
Snow still falls, blooming on spring days
Big white walls, and G n' F's ways
Big black suit, cup of coffee as well
To be honest, I though I looked quite swell
The learning that takes place, from A, B, to CDU
The math, the socials, the me and you
The Ray of light has left the grounds
For P. Rad is here to make compounds
Feeling home is what you all make
Still prefer the feeling when I go for break
Trading poems for paperwork
Welcoming customers like a blind folded clerk
And who needs Jack, when we've got Gill
For the team, climbing up and down the hill
Thank you all for your words, and at the end of the conference
I would have to say, it has truly been a remarkable experience
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