Senior composition every day
We talk, never listen to what she says
But we get our work done everyday
The outlines for papers is what we guess
We laugh and we think that it is okay
Surprisingly our grades do not reflect
We still continue to have standing As
Our class time is something that we neglect
We have senioritis at its finest
The month of May seeming quite far away
High School memories, something we will miss
Something that we thought we would never say
But the memories will last forever
Bonds we made will always be together
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