Class of ’95

Oh boy, yet another school year
With more students and teachers to fear
This year I’m going to go the straight path
In which I’ll try not to get an F in Math
I can’t wait for English  with books galore
Or Science where most students learn to snore
The P.E. locker room is great if you’re gay
And watching movies in History is okay

But we’re seniors now and rest of you reek
Cause we’re heroes compared to the rest of you geeks
True, most of us will have jobs burger-flipping
But that’s revenge  for all the rallies we were ditching
Be smart, seniors, and try to stay alive
We are the best, the class of ’95.