Have you been back
Here since school?
You’re the one
Who broke each rule.
Got straightened out
And made it as a Prof.
Your good humour was the thing.
Your charming bright
Brass ring.
And your progress not
A tale that I should scoff.
Whereas I would hit the books.
Made no time for girlish looks
Burned much midnight oil
With chem charts
Maps that traced around the world.
Now a welder making parts.
Missed the whole trip
Of warmed hearts.
You did better
Bumpkin Boy
‘Cause you were HIP,
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