2024 Lynbrook HS MG&CG - Senior Run Through (11/13)

Senior poem,
From facts of pandas red
To lies in mafia said
From trunk twists wide
To being another’s guide
For us 4 years have panned
Marching in this viking band
But alas, all journeys go awry
And so now we must say goodbye
From freshman year, a tale from a land
Of megalovania, and sans
Oh if only we knew, the memories that would unfold
Freshmen, your journey’s yet untold
To kill or spare, make your stand
These 4 years are in your hands
From sophomore year came an icy peak
Finally, a new goal to seek
Ambitions rising, no longer new
We journeyed together, hijinks ensued
Sophomores, know that it may be hard
But with hard work, pass unbarred
From junior year came new toys
Aps, and sats, on the mornings of band
As repose and rest died, we yet still found a hand
Juniors, remember to take spoils
Not all work, and no play
Find time to have fun along the way
And finally our years come to an end
We left out breadcrumbs, as more will surely follow
But first, every staff we must thank
For guidance and friendship we found each day
And to every parent we must say
Thank you for your support, from your time to your bank
Every season we’ve cherished
Every marcher we’ve loved
1 year
2 years
3 years, 4
Thank you for the years you have guided us
Thank you for the years you have been beside us
Thank you for the years you may have arrived with us
Freshman, Sophomores,
Juniors, and years throughout
This is the class of 2025, signing out!