Maybe it’s best to let things of enormous decisions,
Be put aside and lay directly, on the edge of the table.
But to hear of such a beaut persons to resign,
Only my thoughts of that news, would like me to be drowned in a pool.
Pauline! Pauline! You are many of many, that have passed and gone,
You’re pay packet will rise so high in the sky,
Your home loan will be slightly easier to pay off,
Of the little time I’ve known you (as a working companion). It’s hard to believe!
You may leave with a paycheck of big interest,
But don’t think that’s the last you’ll see of us,
As we’ll keep the friendship you have shared with us,
Wrapped up, like golden ribbons, glowing through a bright new rainbow.
No tears, will you shed at your last day of work,
But the memories of different characters, will ponder you through the years,
May we just say, if what you are doing is good for you,
Don’t stop or change your mind, cause you’ll never like the workload here, at ‘Pru’.
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