I'm not much for words, but here's a few - or seven,
As we move on forward to Two-Thousand-Eleven.
It has been a year, same as many, for most.
I feel good about the Bakery, but I'm not one to boast.
Our lives seem to have sped up, and with less time to share,
It seems like our projects are all up in the air.
But with one year being gone, another draws near.
Time to keep going, move forward and to persevere!
I have made many new friends in-person and on the 'net;
I hope to keep in-touch with everyone and have the best year yet.
So, as I raise a glass to old friends and new,
Two Thousand and Ten, I bid you adieu!
As we move on forward to Two-Thousand-Eleven.
It has been a year, same as many, for most.
I feel good about the Bakery, but I'm not one to boast.
Our lives seem to have sped up, and with less time to share,
It seems like our projects are all up in the air.
But with one year being gone, another draws near.
Time to keep going, move forward and to persevere!
I have made many new friends in-person and on the 'net;
I hope to keep in-touch with everyone and have the best year yet.
So, as I raise a glass to old friends and new,
Two Thousand and Ten, I bid you adieu!
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