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I hate it when a series ends.

Why did we watch that show so fast?
The characters were all top-class!
The characters are now my friends,
I hate it when a series ends.

I didn’t like it at the start;
It slowly won my fickle heart.
It took three eps to get into it;
We took a break but got back to it.
Now it’s gone, we’ve watched it all!
It went so quick, and now I’m bored.

How will I find another show,
As good as this? I’ll never know.
This happiness I took for granted;
This TV show had me enchanted.

There’ll never be a show like that;
If there is, I’ll eat my hat!
The comedy was just sublime,
I s’pose we could check Am’zon Prime?
(we prob’ly could check Am’zon Prime).
I wish we could go back in time.

If I could send a letter through,
To Netflix and the people who
Decide how long their shows should be:
If you make two – why not make three?
If you make eight, why not make ten?
I hate it when a series ends.

I’ll never learn to laugh again,
There’s nothing left to watch again.
Oh wait…I think I know that guy!
He’s in that show we like, oh my!
I think we should give this a run,
It’s HBO I think – oh, hun…

The death of fun was premature,
The preview doth have some allure,
Some snacks we may as well procure;
(I think the guy’s a known auteur).
I think I’ll learn to live again
This show with Jav-i-er Bardem
There’s new TV to watch, again
(Until it bloody ends again).