We’ve made some happy memories this semester, but it’s time to say goodbye.
(To be sung to the tune of So Long, Farewell from The Sound of Music)
There’s a weird sort of lull pervading through the dorms
Nary a whisper to be heard nor a shout
And in my inbox there’s an detailed little email
Telling me to get the hell out
(Get out, get out)
Regretfully it tells me (get out, get out)
But firmly it compels me (get out, get out)
To say goodbye…
(Get out!)
…to you!
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
We’ll be back next year, in our lovely blue and white
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu, to the scholastic milieu
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
John Jay, JJ, and good ol’ Ferris, goodbye!
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
There’s a hint of a glint in Alma’s stony eye
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
And now we’re done and trying not to cry.
Goodbye!
Goodbye!
Goodbye!
Goodbye!
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@Anonymous This was honestly the most disappointing senior wisdom season. We live in one of the craziest times in modern history and people have no real wisdom to share?
@columbia's undergraduate magazine “We’ll be back next year, in our lovely blue and white” bwog’s comin’ home, huh