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Seniors

Four years spent here Four summers at band camp Memories to last a lifetime Long hot practices Hearing ‘Love ya mean it’ daily Supporting the football team all season Friday nights at Wildcat Stadium Sometimes followed by competition the next day Late nights and early mornings become routine Long bus rides to competitions Coming home on a win Loud roll calls in your ear But still loving it Last band camp, last premier show, last football game, last marching practice, last competition, last band bus ride, last competition Last festival, last concert practice, last concert, last band banquet Not ready to leave Never thought you would make it this far Never thought graduation would be around the corner Never thought about leaving the band room for the last time as a student Never thought about last field show or game/competition Would ever come up Seniors to be dearly missed Can’t believe this time is here To say goodbye To graduate and move on Don’t want to leave high school band Don’t want to leave a family of supporters But know we will always be here for you Love ya Seniors
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Feb 27, 2015
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I wrote this for the seniors in my band that are graduating this year!

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