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Trials and Tribulations
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| When first we came to Greenhill School A goal ahead there lay ; It was the wise and not the fool That helped us on our way. To be a second former We thought was quite a thrill Till Mary broke a window And we had to foot the bill ! In spite of this we reached the third We really did work hard; Things happened, until then unheard Which put our teachers on their guard. Form four then found us parted From friends we loved so dear. And then the trouble started With - "the best !" from every sphere. At last we were nearly at our goal The G.C.E. loomed near. And though not yet quite on the dole Our hearts were full of fear. The G.C.E. is over now ; Our fears were all in vain; Despite our pledge - we break the vow - We're back at school again ! To start again was very hard, But at last we understood We had at last to play that card - The thought of livelihood ! We rested on our laurels For yet another year ; Our exam, reports brought quarrels But we drowned them in good cheer. For us the year of doom has come, At least, we're glad to know, When our life at school is really done, And into the world we go. |
| The Tired Troupers. |
Sunrise |
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Far above the distant hills, |
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Susan Smith, IB. |