When you think of a high school, what do 
	you see?
	This is the picture that comes to me: 
	A high school is people—teenagers and all,
	It’s assemblies and classes and a rush in the hall.
	It’s panic at grade cards; it’s black and gold;
	It’s thrills and excitement that never grow old.
	Suspense (ills the hallways, and rivalry’s keen.
	All yearn for a scholarship; who will be Queen?
	A high school means projects and clubs with their fun,
	And everyone working till all tasks are done;
	Tense moments at ball games—Will we win or not?
	That “Eat 'um Dog” spirit means more than we thought!
	What is a high school? What is its story?
	We’ve told it here in all of its glory!