The day the kilt ran away...

My life is a gaping void, where lonliness resides. The song in my heart has turned mornful and offkey. Where have you gone, kilt? Where have you gone.
Yes yes. It is true. The kilt has gone. Gone away to frolic in the open field among the flowers, cows, and giraffes. Gone away to have a better life than the one that it presently has. I could not give it the love it deserved. I could not give it the attention that it constantly was seeking. So I did the only thing that humanity would demand. LET MY PEOPLE.. I mean KILT GO!!!!
The truth is I just didnt have time for the scottish dancing class anymore so I had to return it so that many other poeple could enjoy using the same kilt that has been on many bare bottoms for generations.
So, it is a sad day 'tis is, but one also filled with the knowledge that someone else will be filling my place, (literally) inside that kilt. And I find comfort in the fact that although it is gone there will always be a piece of me with it. namely my sweat.
So good-bye precious kilt. Dance well for me.