H I G H S C H O O L

a place crazy & eventful
the people would kill to see you fall.

The very competitive sports
to the creative people in fine art
I look out the window, only to see the Wilbur victim
Mr.Samuel surely tricked them.
Lunch time it is,
maybe it's chicken, or maybe it's ribs?
The grade 9's have too short of skirts
the Ripley's boys love the LG's, but they're just a bunch of flirts.

Lauren and I get up to make tea
I feel a hot spoon on the back of my knee
I should have known it was him, i guess it's a night for glee.

My least favourite teacher glares at me,
I don't care, he's as interesting as a tree.
I could care less about moles & grams
I just like to laugh with my roommate, Melanie Ram.

Free time at 9 is the best
even if i am a complete mess.
Let's text goodnight
and have to wake up as soon as it's light.

Breakfast is bright and early,
I can promise you no girls hair is going to be curly
When we're gone, some of us really do miss it here,
While others can't wait to drink a beer.
Not me, I love school,
My friends are just so cool

See you all next year, our last year,
Surely we will all shed a tear when the end is near.