Guri Tower is that really you?
You're standing straighter, shoulders squared
with a new, flashy suit.
Let me wipe my eyes and take another peep,
readjust my trusty big browns,
and try to cut through this rainy blanket one more time.
It can't be.  You look more like a billboard than a precipice-
but I can't deny your stature.
Surely you haven't moved without telling me.
I'll be ******, Guri Tower...
My, how you've modernized-
enough to make me clutch my mug of wine and whistle.