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by Valerie Mar 7, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
As I walk down the hall And see people pass me by I think about my senior year And I let out a small cry. I know that next year Will be our best Cuz senior year is sweeter Than all of the rest. But I'm not quite there yet I have one more year to go So much to learn So much more i wanna know. Junior year is harder Than the previous two There's more things to learn And more things to do. Senior year, however, Is more laid back and fun Only few classes you have to take And your high school years are done.