sat and looked at you today and my heart grew sad, but
see, I was enclosed within your walls for all of those twelve years. It
took to make a graduate of me through blood, sweat and tears.
can keep their great big fancy schools where no one knows each other.
Iím proud you taught me to read and write and treat my classmates like sisters
so come June, to our dismay, they will close your doors forever, but for us who
hold you close to our hearts; this bond will never be severed.
matter what they do to you by renovating your beautiful style.
pupils didnít learn everything that you taught, but still there are no fools.
We turn to strangers and proudly say: ďThatís where I went to school!!Ē
to our dear old Alma-Mater,
we are richer for knowing you. Laughter will always ring in your halls and
memories held fast by us privileged few.
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