Farewell to thee, oh letter Z
We’ve had a lot of fun
You popped right off my keyboard
and now it’s clear you’re done…
I tried to smoosh you into
place, but you’re not having it
You won’t let my pinky push
you even just a little bit
My life will change without you
It is sad, but it is true
Stripes will be on an ‘ebra
and animals at the ‘oo
I’ll be afraid of ‘ombies
and I’ll make ‘ucchini pie
‘eus will rule the heavens and
there’ll be ‘ephyrs in the sky
My coat will have an ‘ipper
and my ‘est for life will sink
And it won’t be the same when
the ‘amboni’s in the rink
But most of all I’ll miss you
when I try to type my name
Li’ Luby sounds so wimpy
and will never be the same
And that is “z” last word about it.