I feel there’s much I need to say,
So many respects I need to pay
My sorrow is depth-less, my grief without bounds
I swear to Zorp, my pain is as bad as it sounds
You dare ask the source of my soul’s deflation?
‘Tis the terminus of my sweet, sweet Parks and Recreation
But we come here, neither to mourn nor to grieve,
As Knope and Co. prepare to take their leave
We should celebrate, honor, and thank it,
The show that warmed us, like a toasty Bean-Blanket
Remember it’s humor, and wit, and grace,
And the time Ben and Leslie got to first base
Remember Leslie, a woman of class and smarts
Who makes me proud to own Lady Parts
Remember that, should your heart you ever misplace,
Burt Macklin will always be on the case
I’d have no regrets, could I but get one wish
To once more see Ann, that beautiful, tropical fish
If nothing else, we take comfort in this,
There’s one person, at least, we really won’t miss
Now we send you off, with a kiss and a prayer,
We’ll never forget you, by this dead crow I swear
-Whitney
giving, some of which are way cooler than others. In the case of Fox’s new would-be hit Gotham, I still can’t decide whether or not I should hold on to the receipt. Here’s the breakdown:
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