Graduation Speech: A Poem for Graduation :: Graduation Speech, Commencement Address

As freshmen, life was overwhelmingly, exhaustingly demanding,Eat, sleep, and school.Dont trip and f altogether in front of seniors,And go intot act like a fool. Each floor is like a baseball field,The teachers all would tell.So why potbellyt I find room 222?Oh great, there goes the bell. No pressure from the sports team tryoutsCause all we made was JV. term upperclassmen said, thaz aightWe would yell, yippee I know, how cool were we? But what amazing concepts to postponementWho knew bands could play real notes?And lunch could consist of nothing, but HoHos,And we could wear hats, and coats. Notes to make, tests to take, work to fake,Theres just not time enough.Can you believe text file have to be typed?Our lives were really tough.... OR NOT Now we look at the freshies and thinkWe couldntve have been so annoyingly immature.I cant be seen standing next to this beastie,Come on, lets sneak out the door. As sophomores, slumped over with attitude and rightsWe were still a bittie bit to o callow.What is she wearing... oh man, how grotesqueHow we wallowed in being so shallow. What an awkward year it was to endure,Not freshie, but still no respect.Some attracting significant others,While some had the opposite effect. We could be found playing or attendingThe football games, soccer, and track.Praying our moms wouldnt be forced to drive us,Begging rides to and from, forth and back. As juniors, 9-11 united the school,Age does more than our years on earth.Concerned for loved ones, with more on our minds,Those that mattered, things that had greater worth. All too soon, junioritis infected one and allIn not 2, not 5, but 7 classes.Who needed food, we saved homework for lunch,And more signatures on bathroom passes. With warm weather, like eggs, we were starting to crack,SATs, college visits, cracking As,Spring prom, spring break, and spring in our steps,Those minutes dragged on like days. As seniors, were awesome, there are none who compare,We have wit, humor, charm, looks , and class.quartette years of work, winning, whining, and wrath,Are part of our glorious past The snowball attacks, the Iraq war