We finally escape
From waking up early
And not going to bed late
The countless projects
In all of the blocks
The typing and writing
By every off clock
I don't think we'll miss
Broken pencils and pens,
But I can't say the same
For all of my friends
We'll meet in the summer
And go in the pond
Swimming through the day
Until the sunlight is gone
We will ALL miss
By the end of the season
Our middle school
For whatever reason
Whether it be friends
Or playing at recess
Or sports after school
We'll miss G.B.S.
Poem by Jamie Ammon- Goodbye eighth graders! Have fun at Conval!
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