I find it somehow hard to see
A day that’s sure to come
When kids no longer grace our halls
And my mind’s no longer numb
They’re funny, but they’re also hard
These truths our minds conceive
Sometimes we each get truly sad
When students finally leave
NO! That was just a giant joke
You’ll soon have tears of joy
We’ll hug, and wave and gently kick
Each small rump out the door
Today can be a happy day
If we decide it will
Just grab your giant happy drink
And take your happy pill
And once you have a happy grin
Then dance and skip around
And show all of your students
This new joy that you have found
Of course they’ll think your crazy
But they think that anyway
So why not make the best of it
And have some fun today
No matter how your day turns out
Go dance until you’re sore
There’s one thing that I know is true
Our days left are just four
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