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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When we start to think about high school We think about way way back then Where all of us knew each other But only a handful of us were friends I remember your faces way back then when we use to pass in the hall Who’d ever thought the time would come again where I would see you all Now that the jerri curl has been replaced by the balding and the grey We cant help but remenisis about the fun we had back in the day The funny way we looked and the funny way we dressed And all the great things we did together back at old C.H.S. The old teachers that we hated ,the old friends that we dated The lunch that was so bad those exams that mad us so mad That old school tiger pride which was lead by mike and clyde And even all the mess that we stirred up at recess…… Now those are the days that I remember best As I look out today at all of you where all my joys has been entrusted And still I cant help but to remember the one that are no longer with us Just to think how we were we had such a communion And a lot of us would not have seen one another again if not for this reunion We were the elite we were supreme we were rebels without a pause We were the young and the extreme that use to run these halls but look like time crept in and took a toll of us all It’s been thirty years believe it only heaven knows if we’d see thirty more So as we reunite today to once again I raise my glass to the class of 84
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