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Got the big news today

I am bummed, I must say

Jose, the superintendent 

On whom I'm so dependent

Is retiring, ok?

I truly am believing 

Because Jose is leaving

My brain's not working right 

I have no choice but write

This poem since I'm grieving:

Jose, can't you see?

I will cry every night

I'm sure that I failed

You. My God! Am I dreaming?

I moon the passing cars
Something doesn't feel right

Have a pain in my crotch

Hope it's not what it's seeming

Does anyone care 

That I'm losing my hair?

Had a bad dream last night 

I was chased by a bear

Jose, without you here

The situation will be grave
I might sell my co-op

And go live in a cave