Oh boy look at the time

My stomach churns full of chyme

now all day I can eat lime

Tuition rates will leave me with a dime

But in the end I'll turn out fine

To buy presents I'll stand in line

And listen to all the rhyme

For Christmas I yearn and pine

For a friend as large as Frankenstein

And he will always be just mine!

Poem written by Heather, Siara, Rebecca, Nathanael