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Your name will never elude my memory Every day I recall you like a recent story A myriad of thoughts about you clouds my memory The school that made me The four walls that raised me The principal that trained me The teachers that disciplined me The books that enlightened me The challenges that strengthened me Oh! My sweet alma mater Now I’m alone Left to face this world so cold. No need anyway I knew I’d grow up someday I need not be scared When I know I can’t be dared I’ve been baptized with wisdom And I’ve acquired all I need and more Now it’s time for me to prove to the world That Madonna remains the best school for all.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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