Moving On To High School

I will miss elementary school,
Even though it was not cool,
I will learn to get along,
Without school and a gong,
Friends I will hug,
Squish like a bug,
Some friends are smart,
Enemies are tart,
Others are not,
Like a fish the will get caught,
We did not fight,
We did what was right,
Teachers I have liked,
For high school I am psyched.

Leah B.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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