To Sandy on her Move to Colorado
Though you're abandoning us for the West
We know you think New York's the best
So we bought you some gear
Don't shed a tear
It's us who should be depressed
Everytime you put on this tee
I think we all will agree
With a drink in your hand
You'll soon understand
A bookclub member you'll always be
We'll remember the good times with glee
The summer we ditched Anne Marie
And she had a conniption
We'll remember egyptians
And the way we made husbands flee
So now I'll wind down this last verse
And say, though we seem to disperse
To the ends of the land
And we will miss you Sand
For you, this big land we'll traverse
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