Ode to the Graduate So you finally made it through, Finished high school and survived. We want to say we're proud of you, But we're wondering who you bribed? We'd like to think you did it all By the strength of your own wit, But all of us went through high school And that is not how we did it! We paid the teachers, paid the dean, To the principal sent flowers; We showed the money, flashed the green, And that diploma became ours! So, lest you think that we are fooled By these deeds of connivery, Remember that we've all been schooled In the art of bribery!

~~Erin Metcalf~~ © 1997