SAY GOODBYE, GRACIE
To dig up some dirt on our Gracie
We figured we'd hire us a Tracy.
Though a comic strip Dick
Might not aid this lim'rick,
Which by nature should be a bit racy.
Now without our well-loved Ms. Battani,
Will we all feel like L'il Orphan Annie?
For without her great skills
We may suffer from ills
We were spared by her insights uncanny.
It's "Good luck" we all say as she goes
Off to challenges new, we suppose,
And we're sure she'll succeed
And fulfill every need
In the end, she will smell like a rose.
AMB