<p>Alright so I'm the valedictorian at my school and I have to give the graduation speech. I didn't want to do some cookie cutter speech so I decided to mix things up a bit by making the entire thing rhyme. It's maybe 3/4 finished, tell me what you think.
(by the way, CEGEP is the type of school I'm in; Canada stuff...)</p>
<p>We started off a large part the same,
Without a penny to our name;
Our days were filled with naps and toys,
And parents irked by all the noise.</p>
<p>Soon came a change, Ive yet to pardon,
We were sent off, to kindergarten;
Our lunchables and dunkaroos,
Were little help, to calm our blues.</p>
<p>But soon our sadness did abate,
These little minds grew less irate;
We settled in and made new friends,
And hoped these days would never end.</p>
<p>But time ticked on, as it tends to,
Against our will, we slowly grew;
Lessons on how to write and read,
Advanced at an alarming speed.</p>
<p>And thus began our grade school years,
Much like our bikes, our minds switched gears;
From drawing and the alphabet,
To math, English and still more yet.</p>
<p>The years went on, no end in sight,
Our rate of progress seeming slight;
Yet we pressed on, we always do,
Letting our minds, in knowledge, stew.</p>
<p>But finally, an end did come,
High fives were shared with all our chums;
For another chapter saw an end,
And high school we would soon attend.</p>
<p>Less focused to do work and learn,
Our friends became a large concern;
For we became more self-aware,
And to fit in, we took great care.</p>
<p>Man, we thought we were so darn cool,
But looking back, I was such a tool;
We were awkward and sort of jerks,
Growing, I guess thats how it works.</p>
<p>Those high school years, we changed a lot,
Far more than Id have ever thought;<br>
I grew up and you all did too,
Now standing here is something new.</p>
<p>I guess that brings me to CEGEP,
Much more than just another step;
The past few years changed me the most,
I entered bread but now Im toast. </p>
<p>Though days spent here werent all sublime,
The memories will last all time;
Just standing here, things come to mind,
How at Heritage, each day Id find:</p>
<p>The computer labs, always full,
With most the people on Farmville;
Jacques uniform, without a crease,
And our morning call, spécial saucisse.</p>
<p>But far more than I can capture here,
In the words and rhymes I speak so clear;
All of our days there were unique,
And each of you had different weeks.</p>
<p>It still needs some tweaking and maybe 5 more stanzas. I'm also going to have a regular intro and conclusion.</p>