PaD 7/365: The End of an Era

No need to introduce this first piece, since it sorta has a flowless, rhymeless poem to start it off.

----------------------------

THE END OF AN ERA

So this is the end.
Fin, finito, el end-o.
It's so weird to say good bye
But all things must end sometime.
That's right, this is seven of seven.
A whole week of writing about you.
And while I'm sure I repeated myself plenty
It's only to show how true they are.
I don't even know what I'll write about now.
Aliens? Knights? Magic?
No wait, I think I know!
A man named Chuck Rickman....
And his lover, a stripper named Chanel!
God, what a Prose a Day that'd be!
And while this little bit of random text
Hardly qualifies for prose,
What's coming next should!

~Wife material, through and through!
~Awesomelicious desktop!
~Naked time!!! Oh Dumbledore...
~Dramione WILL make its way into future PaD, I swear it!
~Artificial? NEVER!

~Makes every day better, no matter how hopeless it seems
~Alright, so there are lots of “A”s in your name, I get it! You don't get this repetition in “Chuck Derek Jackson”... Except the 3 Cs and 3 Ks... Okay so maybe yours IS easier.
~Easily the best friend a person will ever have.

~Splurge on the L'Bri, make that face pretty!
~Uber-Joyous! That's how she makes me feel
~BFF. Never knew what one of those would be like before, but I think it works well here!
~All these “A”s!!! Damn you! Ummmmm.... Awfully sad that this is the end of this prose, which is the end of the seven!