I'm going away for a week,
Down south to sunny Cornwall,
Which means with great regret,
That I won't be able to Opuss at all.
I know it will be difficult,
I won't be able to say you're near,
But I know while I'm gone down South,
I will be able to hold you dear.
Opuss has helped me to voice my views,
My feelings for which I am grateful,
I don't know where or who I would be,
Without my writing and you all.
So I thought I'd write a poem,
About the Opusses I will lack,
But fear not because I will Opuss loads
As soon as I get back!
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