Classmates

Christopher Black: with his big back-pack.
Liam Short; ironically he was.
Aiden Craven: his names almost matched
Simon Pal - and he was a pal!
Stuart Grove; didn't know him much
Matthew Huss; he sat on the opposite side to us
Adam Ponder, who used to wonder,
Terry King, the class-clown
Eddy Wilkinson, the deputy clown 
Should all be friends for life...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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