"Here I go again on my own"

Just thinking of leaving the life of a student in a co-op makes me a bit teary eyed. I'll miss my room, amazing friends, the crazy antics, the twin trees, the pool, I will really really really miss my Lady Pearl! I shall write a love note to my forever loved Austin and Pearl St. Co-op...

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We left pieces of our souls in Austin
With the freaks and geniuses and jesters

With Red Beard, Verano, Djarums, and Karaoke
With Star Tooth, paint pants, and fire code bikes

These pieces live in the reminiscing of nights passed
Some psychedelic, pornographic, or peaceful
Through stories told a thousand times of walks of shame
That may or may not have been induced by
Beer
College
Sex and of course
Titties

Through infamous events clouded by cooperative efforts
Like a grand entrance into Lake Austin made with a cape
Vomiting seen from the balcony
And finishing a bag of Marshmallow Mateys as the sun says, “good morning”

Our souls have run down the Drag to the light of the tower and our Texas moon
Have comforted friends in the fluorescent lights of the loud hall
And celebrated birthdays in the dimness of Hole in the Wall

These souls live with Banana trees in beer soaked dirt
On the balcony and between sister trees

They fly with the bats
Down south first while looking for Leslie like some recurring dream

Our souls live in the faces of laughing friends
With wine in hand and that well-played party mix blaring

With Lady Pearl’s lovers
And Mario and Luigi
that ever-present creespter
and some guy who shattered our window


Some shall speak of our names for now
But like our transience of Drag Rats
The memory of us will no longer live on the mouths of friends and acquaintances
But in the cinder block walls of one hell of a place

~Astro-les