In happier Times, the happy people in the orange building used to have a monthly event called 'Friday Faze' designed to bring some fun into the office.
Soon, TAs came in, people went off, and the event was promptly forgotten by everyone.
Everyone except one team.The team with the elf, the two e-fairies (the Low and the High) and the queen (a name she is not very happy about, but what the heck).
This is the team that believes in creating fun out of nothing at all. And this morning, the elf suggested, "Tis being Friday (with no faze), why don't we do a poem in memory of those who are no longer with us..."
And thus was born the poem of all poems, written in a style that the Elf describes as "Like those mid-autumn poem thingy...one person give 2 lines...haha....so obiang!"
The Queen aka Final Proof inaugurated the plan with the following lines:
This is a poem about old Times
Of goodbye envelopes and farewell chimes
Of security guards and office crimes
This is a poem that rhymes sometimes
The High E-fairy added on:
People come and people go
It's become so commonplace
We don't even say "oh?"
Just another day, plus or minus one face
The Elf added on:
Sometimes we hear the voice before we see the face,
For our dear J that was definitely the case.
Then there's A whose car can race,
But he drives with oh so much grace!
The Low E-fairy added on:
This is a poem about old Times
Come rain or shine, it shines orange
Come rain or shine, it spells DEADLINE
This is a poem that rhymes, yes, only sometimes
The High E-fairy added on:
Sometimes we never even see their faces
Never spoke a word, nor knew their names
How do we know they were even there?
By the empty places!
The Queen added on:
And sometimes the empty spaces get filled randomly
Cos he/she's gonna only last for a month, you see!
The new marketing girl's sitting with Editorial, why??
Three E-fairies in a row - Ms Low, Ms Medium and Ms High
The Low E-fairy added on:
Low, Medium, High
That's our dream in Times
The NEW Times I mean...
Low complaints, medium workload, high in pay!
The Elf added on:
To be frank sometimes I don't bother to ask their name,
Coz u ask 1, u ask 2, and now u ask 3 and they're all the same!!!
But hey I've got a really zany idea!
I'll hide myself, shout that common name, and make all three blur blur..
The High E-fairy added on:
That's what happens when people don't believe
That there's a thing called the silent 'E'
But nevermind, let it be
E-fairies are we three
The Queen added on:
Ah, I forgot, the silent E
But here's the fact that would foil your plans
If E was silent, we'd have one Iln
But we'd still end up with two Lans! ;)
The Low E-fairy added on:
Alas! This poem is for old Time's sake!
For people came and went...
For people who did not have a chance to witness...
The sighting of the 3Es!
The Elf added on:
Yes it must be L's idea to have this sitting condition,
She likes things proper with little deviation.
Having the 3Es sit together is not enough,
In a row according to height, now that's tough!
The High E-fairy added on:
Well, I guess Time has shown
How proper she really was
Tsk, tsk, caught poaching
Didn't M give her some coaching?
The Low E-fairy added on:
Oh how could we forget M
Who is not as serene as the Bay
Who is not as cool as the Square
But sounds as noisy as the Promenade!
The High E-fairy added on:
Well at the end of the day
I'm glad we're in a dream team
where everyone works as well as we play
Now if only we can get more pay!
Pris opening the card
Reading a very unusual copyright page
Pris: Copyrighted to MCIS?!?
She opened the card only to discover
Gaah!! Post-Its!
The amused crowd: Lin, S, MN, L... 
K, Y doing a karate chop...
C and EL, erm, leaning
Hmmm what could this be??
A Swatch!
Pris looks pleased
It suits her perfectly!
Watch me!
Step 1: Arrange the papers neatly in the binder.
Step 2: You gotta do the Hop as you swing your hand down.
Tada! The papers are ready to be bound!
Getting ready for a group photo
Candid moment
Oops, nearly forgot LL!
Perfect!
MN: Sorry, Pris. We like you so much that we're gonna keep
Pris: Noooooooo!!
Pris: Let me out! Let me out!
Us: Haha, just kidding!
Pris: Please let me go... Please...
