It has been a good 5 years,
My trusted Merina,
Without you
I might have been a
Octomum or at the very least,
Converted to a seven seater beast.
So far thee well,
My trusted Merina,
Because of you,
I produced no more peena
While folk would say,
"Give it a whirl,
You never know, you might get a girl"
So see you around, my trusted old friend,
You did me well until the end,
And now if there is nookie,
It will not be
Until Mr Woog gets a vasectomy.
