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The splendor falls on Seryn halls, And fighters bound for glory; Dustings we shake, in hopes to wake, The Spirit in us all! Cheer, Seryn, Cheer! Set the Spirit in us flying! Shout, Seryn, Shout! Lourder! Never-ever-ever-dying!
O hark, O hear! How loud and clear! The Cheers they keep on going! And friendshipscome near from far, While Spirit Sticks are glowing! Cheer, Seryn, Cheer! Set the Spirit in us flying! Shout,Seryn, Shout! Louder! Never-ever-ever- dying! (Rendered from "The Princess-A Medly" by Alfred Lord Tenneyson |
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Hey there little Wee-Ones! Please come dust our books! Our Spirits are a'slackin' And we need a little boost!
Our Spirits are a shinin' As our Cheering grows! Our friendships are forever In our Elvish style!
Go Seryn, Go! In friendship and in fun! Go Seryn, Go! The best part's never done! |
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