To wiping my tear
From getting to know each other
To craving for each other
From sharing the Baldwinian bond
To coming closer and becoming fond
From getting chucked out of class
To attending the Sunday mass
From scribbling on your arm
To falling in love with your charm
From going to fests for golas of ice
To having our first date at ice and spice
From playing Uno on Facebook
To making you a scrapbook
From taking part for collage as a team
To sharing those numerous cups of ice
cream
We’ve indeed come a long way
And no matter what anyone might say
It’s going to be 19 till I die
And hope never have to say goodbye…
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