School Pride: A Poem
I love my school
I love our colors purple and white
I love my school
Yesterday me and a squirrel in Washington Square Park got in a fight
My school is beautiful
My school is bright
I love my school
But most of all I loved the sweet satisfaction of punching that squirrel in the face in broad daylight
When I see my school, I see artists
I see business people,
and I see the ghost of the ruthless squirrel who I killed haunting me with every step I take
When I see my school I see the movie Ghost except I am Demi Moore and the squirrel is Patrick Swayze and together we are making the world’s worst pottery
When I see my school I see athletes, I see mathematicians
and sometimes I even see the family of the squirrel whom I killed,
I have befriended them and they have now accepted me as one of their own
and as we play a friendly game of nut toss I think, do they know?
do they know I am responsible for the murder of their son?
We are school of winners,
we are a school of dreamers,
but I am a champion because after that squirrel took a bite out of my falafel sending me into a fit of uncontrollable rage, I defeated him once and for all
Yes, his cheeks were stuffed with my fresh falafel
But I was stuffed with school pride, (Go Bobcats)
And I harnessed this energy to nail that sucker to the ground
I love my school
My school is the very best