Like a brave bamboo tree,

you swayed and suffered

a storm harsh and cold.

But still, you stood by me.

Countless times you fought

the battles meant for me.

In the end, I had lost

but still, you ne'er left me.

My friend, when I die,

remember me with a smile.

I say this with mischief in my eye,

"For cake's sake, thou shall not cry!"

Cast the sadness away,

your heart need not worry.

For like the brave bamboo tree,

I'll stand by you, wherever I may be.

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