This will take, just a minute.
This will only take a second of your time.
I see you're heading out but need I remind you
That we haven't techincally said goodbye yet.
Just wait for a moment, Centaurworld has rules by which we must abide.
Little things to do before you leave our side, like
Magicking a bunch of tiny teapots
Because teapots are a thing that everybody needs right?
So, before you go.
You kind of owe a little bit of quality time with your friends
Who likely won't see you again. (But I-)
No, before you go-o-o
There are a few traditions, bobs and bits, and kindnesses to show
Like (Like.) Ha ha Yes. Ha ha ha. Yes like uhh...
Farewell toasts in secret places,
All while making tiny faces,
Catching giant fishtaurs in the stream, using Ched as bait
(I did not agree to this.) We choreograph our friendship dances,
Group crotchets and bye-bye prances,
Sewing tiny hats while journaling our dreams.
(Wammawink, I gotta go) Ye-ye-ye-yeah, but there's like... more?
(Oh.) Decorating gigglecakes
Magicking a jelly lake.
Something something habbit or whatever.
We make burnt offerings to Trebbor
(Who is Trebbor?) He's like a friend or something
And we shoot tiny versions of ourselves, from our hooves!
(Uhh. Okay I'm just gonna start walking this way)
And so... *sigh* before you go-o-o-o-o-o-o
Just thought you ought to know that some of us have
Not accepted that you're leaving
And they're not prepared for grieving.