Leventhan Has Class: A farewell for now poem by Holk
Oh where, oh where, I cannot see
where my poor Leventhan could be.
Perhaps he's doing Chemistry, and studying off his ass.
Ta ta, for now, you'll be back soon.
Right after you get through homeroom.
For RMRK will be your doom. Now son, get back to class.
Try as you may, you can't resist
the awesome pull of threads and lists,
and you'll be placing face to fist before school can begin.
Although I wish the best of luck,
I know for sure that you'll be stuck.
Many are those who said "What the fuck," and proceeded to log back in.