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Just another year
From Girl Scouts to girl problems,
It's been a bumpy ride
There have been times of great laughter
and times of hurt pride.
For a year I was the snob
I wore the tennis sweaters and the attitude
For that year, I thought you a slob
Just because you were not me
The next year, we were best friends
Once again, you and me
Tied at the hip?
The only way to be!
A summer passed
And not much changed
But the pace got too fast
Only four years left
Ninth grade and a family thing
The Captain stole my heart
Your cousin of all people
But soon, he and I did part
After that I figured this
I paid more attention to the crush
And treasured time with you I did miss
No more tall dark and handsomes for me
Another year?
Tenth grade?
Yes, I fear
tis true, tis true
As time passes, Our differences make it fun
Beatles, Douglas Adams and the Who I say
Oh yah? Oh yah?
Metallica, Douglas Adams, and country are your way
Juniors are the best
Ha ha I won't miss you
I say in jest
Hee hee it's all in fun
I laugh a bit, but
When I realize what I say
I weep inside
' We have one more summer and two more Mays.'
Thanks for being here all this time
You know I couldn't make it without you
(After all, to use the pay phone, I'll have to borrow a dime)
You keep me together, and I keep you from falling apart
Graduation will be bitter sweet
Hello, new life
Good bye I say I leave the seat
And grab the diploma, the key to an opened door
The key to a closed door
So, from me to you...
Crabalockerfishwife? (Beatles, who else?)
The thing about a bon bon...
His coat I tell you, I was grabbing for his coat (I promise!)
And finally,
So Long and Thanks for all the fish! (Our man, Dougie Adams)
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by
Katie Evans
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