I just bought you from your owner. You are now free. Here is a poem, that I wrote while looking at the sea.

“Be free like a bee, and soon you will see. That just like me, your freedom is the key. Also you smell.”
- Boompers

With this I take my leave. After doing good for those less fortunate then myself. I hope your life tastes as good as the carrot cake I now eagerly await on the other side of the big blue C. To my homeland of the beavers. Away from the heat of the Metalterrarium.