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ABCI SCHOOL CHEER Give a SHOUT
Give a CHEER For the Bowman Team is here
And we’re playing for ABCI
We will fight – Lose or Win And you know we won’t give in
'Cause we’re playing for ABCI
When we’re down a bit
You know we’ll never quit
Our spirits will always
Be up High, High, High
So we’ll do our best
This game and all the rest
‘Cause we’re playing for ABCI
FIGHT GREEN ! FIGHT GOLD !
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I Am A Yearbook
I am a yearbook
I make no pretense for great literary worth
Oft times I am belittled,
And I will be the butt of later-life jokes,
Because some things written on my pages
Will seem childish
When read again with older eyes.
But at this moment, they are part
Of a life we know and love.
The unshielded phrases of youth may mar my pages,
But I know my strength;
I know my place;
I will be succeeded time and again
But I can never be replaced,
Because I hold all the memories of this small place
Some day, I will be taken down from the shelf
The dust will be blown away from my covers,
And the curious eyes of eager childhood
Will scan my pages for a loved face.
Nothing born of love really dies,
And I was created with infinite care
By the young people who loved this school
And all she stands for,
Who believed that all that happened here
Is worth remembering
Is worth recording
On the pages of this dusty old book.
~ Anonymous
Taken from the 1985 Sagittarius Yearbook
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TO A FRESHIE
Hail to thee blithe spirits
Freshies thou never wert
Until you joined the ranks
Of those who thirst for knowledge.
Be not dismayed if your lot may seem dim
Or hard the path;
You reap rewards of experience
Which will be of aid some distant day
When you yourself shalt command some lowly individual
To serve you well.
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