There’s a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery an absurd little bird
Is popping out to say cuckoo
Regretfully they tell us
But firmly they compel us
To say goodbye . . .
. . . to you
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good-bye.
See you next week. :)
I Have Cramps 
I hope you have the greatest time Leiza. Enjoy your family.
(And stay out of trouble, coz I know how notorious you are for it :)
bye, bye…^^
Have fun sis!