8th grade was made for fun
It holds memories and it is made of gold
We have fought cried tears with pride
We have laughed and graphed with Sister Mary Beth
We show love and how much we care through the way we share
We shared our spray in the closet everyday
The boys always complained about the smell that flowed in the air
We knew they did not really worry about our looks or our books
The teachers taught while some of the students fought
Throughout church we would always search for a lesson to learn
In science we always heard Mr. Grube say, “I have my eye on you†but we knew it wasn’t true!
How sad it is after all these years we knew we are going to have to leave someday but I really wish that day would never come!
