Mizu Mizu
First week of December,
Or so if I could remember
Rapid winds,
Skies of burnt coal
Frigid cold,
Weather somewhat somber
It was her car I finally entered,
A friend whose clever yet tender
Embarking us on a new ventureĀ
To the restaurant we arrived,
A miracle we survived
As the driving of my clever friend wasn't very tender
The friends we met surprised,
Which was derived
From seeing our friend since her last adventure
Into the restaurant we went,
As members of high class
There we were,
Raccoons masquerading as pandas
The impression we must have sent,
As a lot of us were crass
To celebrate her,
Amongst an abundance of randoms
Our timidness had soon become brass,
Empowered by our ranks
In a group we became that night
To those I give my thanks,
For the memories I hold tight
An experience,
I could never pass
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