Hello, Goodbye

Dear frenemy

Turned enemy

I can't believe you took my dare

To jump out of that plane

Your sorry circumstances

Are about to bring you pain

You will prove the axiom

"What goes up comes down again"

By now you probably realize

That something is amiss

You're staring at a Post-it

As you are reading this

It dangles from your broke ripcord

I wouldn't want you bored

Your fancy flying squirrel suit?

I sabotaged it too-

To make sure that you end up

A steaming patch of goo

Guess this is Sayōnara

Adios, Adieu, Goodbye

I'm sure it really galls you

I get the last words 'fore you die

...And those words are,

"Check and Mate"

In our game of "Spy vs Spy"

-DeRicki