We came to
this school
Not knowing
what to expect
We saw what
was "cool"
And the big
kids did direct.
But then we
found out
We knew what
to do
Whether slender
or stout
Whether it
be me or you.
We set our
own trends,
We left
our own marks
We made our
own friends,
We set our
own sparks.
Through good
times and bad
Nine-Eleven
and John Paul
We never did
waver
And We never
did fall.
Through the
tears and the smiles
The the break-ups
and laughs
It was all
worth the while
For learning's
a craft.
From Ms. Kulp's
annoyance
To Mr. McGouldrick's
Intro
You all passed
with flamboyance
And now it's
time to go.
We have our friendships
Like we're joined at the
hip
Coming closer together
Not a bomb could it rip.
From the day
we arrived
With the courses
so hard
Who knew if
we'd survive
We got
through it uncharred.
You will all
be in mind
Every day
I'm alive
We're leaving
Central behind
As the Class
of Two-Thousand-and-Five!
I love you all.
Good luck in the
future with all that you do
and may only success
come unto all of you!!!
