One will go to East,
One will go to West,
 And me, I'm the one,
Who will go to CHS.
 One will go to Stl,
When she gets her new home,
 And I will be the one who's left,
Standing all alone.
 One will go to ESTL,
One will go to Dupo,
 Others, they'll go to,
But where? I don't know.
 One's out of the country,
Two just out of state,
 Others mixed up in classes,
This really isn't great.
 We should be together,
One big family.
 One big class together,
All my friends and me. 


***Silly and old poem from Jr. High