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To the Class of '99 it wasn't so bad afterall We made it It's hard to believe But we finally made it No more pop quizzes No more late nights studying Trying desparately to pass that one class Our final year had finally come to a close Soon we will walk across that stage Reach out with one hand And return with the one thing our eyes have been set on Then the summer will come One last party with our friends Crying, but trying to hold back the tears Knowing that soon it will all be over This fall, instead of geting up for our first day back We'll be saying goodbye Friends will drift apart Ties will be broken Families will be a distant thing Except on holidays When the first midterm rolls around While studying at 3am, your mind will start to wander Thinking back at all the things you did The football and basketball games Teh plays, concerts, championships You think about Prom and Homecoming The Valentine's dance and all the rest Pep rallies, going out with your friends at lunch The few teachers who knew you and you could call a friend You'll look back at all the bad times The good times And the times that were too crazy to explain Memories will wander From one moment to the next And no matter how stupid you thought high school was You'll think to yourself It wasn't so bad afterall |
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Timothy L Whelchel | ||||||
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