auf Wiedersehen

I've always wanted to end a conversation with these words... Call it the mean streak in me! Actually I think I don't have a mean streak. It is not only true that on average I'm mean, it is also true that all of me is mean (if you know what I mean) .

Without any further ado, I'm off.

There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery an absurd little bird
Is popping out to say

"Fuck You"