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   BANQUETS

To the banquet staff of the greenwood elite we served this town well
with our sweat and tired feet.
Give it to respect the service of this time.
For to me we were the best in 1999.
We stayed together that year hard work was not there because everyone new.
Just exactly what to do.
we set the rooms and served the meals and tore them down in a flowing motion.
Got the job done in time to go out and do something.
Freed time to be the best time i ever had.
Thank you banquets for some of the best times in Beaverton this man ever had.
To the best we succeed to our blood sweat and tears some are at the top of there game some haven't worked a banquet in years.
But i want you to all know i care and i think of tho-ughs days for
the place that we worked will not last another year.
And the only way we remember is to write before we forget.
We worked so hard together it hurts.
We played together we shared our dreams some are in a band some are managers some are in maintenance like me.
But to tho-ughs of this time till know i feel the soul of the very best team.


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