Lazy, hazy, dazey days
Are gone again
Time to get back in the fray
Napping will be a sin:((

Grab the briefcase
Run out the door
It's time to get back in the race
Or is it a nuclear war:)

Grab a cup of joe
Stop in the office
Fake a huge HELLO
I'll shake my rallying fist:(

The room is all ready
The papers are out
I'll start to get sweaty
I'll want to shout:()

The gates will squeak open
Warning me that they'll come
I'll get on my knees hopin'
That this isn't the last day one()

The students will pour in
I'll smile and I'll mean it
It's a gift not a curse or a sin
I need to believe it:))

I'll begin my first class
We'll learn about writing
The time will fly past
No one will be fighting:)

Class two will slowly start
It starts rollin' now
In the end it'll be sad to part
'Cause we'll make it somehow:/

I'm blessed to do what I do
Not to sound like a sap
The youth is a gift, it's true
But, only if I could nap:(