I also have left, returned, left, returned, left, returned, and if Im not a good boy...well, who knows. A lot of the old mgh crowd are still here. Some of them still have the same names, while some have taken on new names to protect the guilty...er...innocent.

In the night, from the empty corridors that we used to pack one could hear a haunting cry, "Come back dona, come back." Left unanswered, the cry would fall to the floor,
only to be swept the next morning out the door.
With a shuffling gait, head hung low,
a lonely voice would mumble, "one n dona, where did you go?"
Pegleg, Paula, Greg, AJ and even ol' cs
hung around to help relieve the stress.
There were many others, of this I'm sure,
but the numbers became fewer and fewer.
As time marched on new folk were lured
by some very caring folk who endured.
So welcome back, admission is free,
This message is from michael7733.