In Honor of the Last Day of School

A Last Day of School Poem

Written by Forgetfulone, June 1, 2016

‘Twas the last day of school, and all through the halls,

The students were excited, bouncing off the walls,

The grades were all posted, the lockers cleaned out,

They were ready for summer, of this there’s no doubt,

The teachers were waiting, biding their time,

For the 1:00 bell to sound its sweet chime,

Phone calls were made, grades ready to print,

It won’t be too long till the last email is sent,

Mr. L in his button-down, the rest in our jeans,

Waited all year to see what "Ledinsowta" means,

And what are our wondering minds looking for?

To see if our students had a passing STAAR score.

No matter what happens, we know we’re supreme,

Our faculty games proved we make a good team,

And then, in a twinkling, the halls will be hollow,

And shortly thereafter, the teachers will follow,

The school year is over, that’s music to our ears,

But admit it, dear friends, it’s been a great year!

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