by Mahmood Huda
Well it’s been real IOC.
Don’t you see?
It sure has been an interesting few years.
And never did I think I’d be reduced to mere tears.
This organization has given me so much
And that isn’t just a hunch.
Alright, I know that was pretty cliché
But the memories fill the bay.
Never did I think there were so many like-minded individuals
Who shared the same jewels,
Especially those in the anime lobby
Who understood the Kamehameha hobby
And didn’t brush it off as some simple activity
While sipping their superior tea.
Making mentors from all these folks
Turned all the sorrow into some great jokes.
All the created nicknames
Have taken the shape of many forms of games.
Glad to have partaken in the best skits
Without regretting any bits.
All the memories
Sat inside with ease.
IOC really got me feeling some kind of way
And not just by some random day.
IOC isn’t simply an organization
But a family congregation.