In the end, it is not that
I fear I still need to make amend.
At the beginning I even tried to be your friend!
It hasn't worked out that way: rather,
it's been all work, and very little play.
And now there isn't anything really
left for me to say, or to repeat to you.
We'll come across each other again
in the future, I am sure. Only I pray,
if an inspector calls,
that you may know your place, your seat
next to mine, when the whole house falls.