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Emily leaving the teamIrish, red head,Tanning ThursdaysGaelic football - malcoordinatedsnack queenprotein lovertriathletetravellernew auntieOccupational Therapistcraicdating chaosHenrys and Harrys

In the heart of our team, Emily took flight,  
With Irish red locks, shining so bright.  
On Tanning Thursdays, her glow would beam,  
Despite lacing her boots in a Gaelic football dream.  

A snack queen at heart, loving protein's grace,  
Malcoordinated in matches, yet on track in the race.  
Triathlete spirit, she traveled afar,  
New auntie stories under evening's star.  

An Occupational Therapist by trade, weaving the craft,  
In the chaos of dating, Henrys and Harrys she'd draft.  
With laughter and stories, spreading the craic,  
Emily's departure leaves a vivid impact.

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In the heart of our team, Emily took flight, With Irish red locks, shining so bright. On Tanning Thursdays, her glow would beam, Despite lacing her boots in a Gaelic football dream. A snack queen at heart, loving protein's grace, Malcoordinated in matches, yet on track in the race. Triathlete spirit, she traveled afar, New auntie stories under evening's star. An Occupational Therapist by trade, weaving the craft, In the chaos of dating, Henrys and Harrys she'd draft. With laughter and stories, spreading the craic, Emily's departure leaves a vivid impact.