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2011 Staff poem

For the new in past two years, know that this a bit of tradition. Skipped last year while Pat was so sick. This year has been tougher than usual but did manage to put something together.

My sense of humor tends toward sarcasm and a bit attacking at times – maybe a bit more this year than usual.

I do love you, remember that

Just a few comments on the year – laugh with not just at; wait and most will have their turn.

Not good poetry, no real subtle messages, just craziness

All based on actual happenings – may exaggerate a LITTLE.

Thick skin – nothing completely off limits if happened.

Some “inside” stuff not all understand. Sorry for that but no solution.

No way to mention everyone, or give equal time, grown so large. Some may be glad for this. Some just mentioned, some dorky enough to be our stars. If not mentioned probably because not done anything too stupid or outrageous, at least that we found out about this year.

Nothing out of this room, please – don’t expect to hear about poem next week.

If don’t have a really good sense of humor and can laugh at yourself about anything, better take a break outside until this is over.

Another year has passed us by

It’s been a wild one too

While many things happened at the school

At the church there was a coup.

Bro. Matey went too far

In ways so hard to miss

Fortunately, it only took the church men

Three years to realize this.

No secret I was on his list

I had to go, he said

And there were quite a few others

Who followed as he led.

He did everything but pack my bags

To be sure that I would leave

But, here I am with poem in hand

With at least a short reprieve.

Doug

Doug survived the changing guard

Stayed behind the scenes all year

We know what you’re thinking, but really

There’s nothing suspicious here.

It probably would have been better, though

And raised eyebrows less, no doubt

If Doug hadn’t been in measuring Matey’s office

A week before they threw him out.

It was a bit unseemly though

As Matey packed up to be gone

Doug was leading a pep rally

On the front church lawn.

Doug became the “interim” pastor

To give the appearance of being fair

Of course, the whole process had as much suspense

As wondering if Mrs. Stringer dyes her hair.

Before we judge Doug very much

Best go a little slow

He’s still deciding day by day

If he’s dictator or CEO.

Doug’s a great preacher all will say

Who’ve ever heard him speak

But, there’s trouble if his sermons keep

Getting 5 minutes longer every week.

He’s got a lot to say, he says

Has to get in all important tenets

Would someone please remind him the Sermon on the Mount

Only took ten minutes.

But all in all things go on

And seem to be alright

But, there are a few times we still pray

Doug’s not just “Matey Lite”

Typical Day

A typical day at TCS

This is how it goes.

The seniors are outside selling tickets

Just what for no one knows.

Kem's in the gym selling Breakfast

Burritos to Mexican kids

They taste her fare and aren't too sure

She knows what a burrito is.

But let’s not forget as you picture this

We are talking here about our Kem

So, if these kids really value their lives

They’d blame sure better like ‘em.

Mike is running some fundraiser

Limo rides and chi chi games are tops

Sell 85 of whatever it is

And you might get a lollipop.

Shelley’s working hard to craft

A chapel to sell hula hoops next week

But doesn’t want to overlap

Selling tickets to play hide and seek.

Sherri’s got her weekly charity

To take up collections for

Maybe she’s reaching a little for this one

It’s for people whose eyebrows are sore.

Booster club jumped in with a skeet shoot

Josh’s term won, if you care.

The fact his team had friends from Browning Arms

Shouldn’t be thought of as unfair.

All in all our Temple staff

Is creative, that’s for sure

They come up with 2 ideas a day

To get our parents paying more.

But, we’ve drawn the line now for sure

No more fundraisers in our code

The final straw was the suggestion

We get pay commodes

Actually, we turned that down

It’d hurt some in many ways, heck

If we do that Miller might as well

Just sign over his whole paycheck.

A typical day finds Miller late

Susan’s crying that’s for sure

And Lachelle looks like she just walked through

An explosion at a Good Will Store.

Ash is dragging Shaylynn in

No shoes and uncombed hair

Julie’s somewhere selling bling

I’m in the crosswalk, so I don’t care.

Chapel

We do change some each year we last

In ways we cannot count

But let’s look tonight at ways we’ve changed

In this year we’re counting out.

It seems each year our chapel music

Goes up a decibel …or seven

While we old folks put our ear plugs in

And wonder if there’ll be drums in heaven.

Probably will and we’ll likely find

If we’re among the seekers

The angel band can’t sing full praises

Without 18 feet of speakers.

God’s throne will be lit with LED

Smoke machines behind as customary

And clouds will serve as giant screens

Ah, yes, heaven’s gone contemporary.

But, as we listen we notice that

It’s getting awfully hot up here as well

You don’t suppose this isn’t heaven

Instead, it’s really…………………..Naw!

It’s probably more like Purgatory

For every Christian who can’t sing

“The Old Rugged Cross” by heart

Without words being on a screen.

You’ll know it’s not really heaven if you look

And see David with his harp leading his own praise team

And you’ll sure know it’s not when you see their name

“David and the Philistines.”

But, enough of that, let’s come back to our time

And look at our staff so dear

And see what they’ve been up to as

They’ve passed our way this year.

Teresa Nava

All have learned Teresa's ways

She minds the office and doles out passes

But, cross her as some have surely found

She's more than ready to call you smart ___________ (Well)

But, fortunately, she’s very careful

Who hears her vent such rage

Last time there was only one 7^th grader

To hear her wild rampage.

But, things worked out through much chagrin

So as to not upset the masses

But, I did have to spend an hour convincing

A parent she actually said “smart passes”

Susan

Susan’s at her post as always

Molding little minds

And if that doesn’t keep you up at night

Your comprehension’s way behind.

But, she’s still here at TCS

Plying her strange craft

Turned down a job at the zoo

Teaching hyena's how to laugh.

She's about to get a graduate degree

Some of us aren't exactly giving thanks

It's got to knock the prestige of our degrees

Down several ranks.

In case you ever wondered if God

Has a sense of humor, well, don’t be dumb

Just take a look at the fact that Lucas

Won the Homecoming mum.

Susan tried to keep him in tow

And shoo all girls away

But, alas, this was not to be

His lips led him astray.

Lucas seems to have a way

To rub folks wrong as a rule

Why, he was able to even cause

Grandpa Jones to lose his cool.

Course, Lucas should have really known

In Jones Church of Christ doctrine and all

The unpardonable sin of all the ages

Is skipping study hall.

Lucas is at the dating age

That time can’t be too far

When it happens expect to see Susan

Riding along in a side car.

She actually said she got her new degree

To follow Lucas and teach in college, ……. sure

If there’s any justice in this world

That boy’s got to kill her.

Have you noticed lately Susan’s hair

Is nicely done each day?

And her manner’s changed some too

Suspicious, what can we say?

We understand her roving eye

Has spied a man, we’re glad

Now the question: is it unethical

To flirt with your student’s dad?

And in a seasonal side note:

We just learned a startling fact

And it’s really true we fear

Just ask Susan if she doesn’t still have

Her Christmas tree up from last year.

She keeps a suitcase in her room

Contains all her personal things, you’ll find

But we’re not sure that’s what it’s for

She may have other things in mind.

We expect one day as passing by

To hear pounding from the case real bad

And, in the hall, you’ll find a tyke

Asking, “Has anyone seen my dad?”

Each year she asks Santa for a man

And he brings them plain and fancy

Problem is each one he brings

Climbs back up the chimney.

And in a seasonal note:

Each year she asks Santa for a man

And he brings them plain and fancy

Problem is each one he brings

Climbs back up the chimney.

Shelly

Shelley's got a chapel now

Selling yo-yo's to little ones in her care

And wondering why parents would ever question

The obvious spiritual tie in there.

But when we complained about all the selling

She got upset and teased us.

For spite, the next chapel she scheduled

Was "Totally Bananas for Jesus."

You gotta know Jesus is sure compassionate

As the Bible has often said

If he weren't, He'd have looked at that chapel name

And surely struck her dead.

Shelley also pushed for martial arts

Not all parents liked as we shall see

Response included history's dumbest statement

"Jesus didn't do karate in Gethsemane".

That’s probably true, who can say

But you can be sure it’d take only minutes

If we knew Jesus was doing it……

We’d be selling tickets.

So, ninjas now roam our halls

Headed for their classes

One thing for sure is so clear here

This is one group Teresa best not call smart___________ (Well….)

Football

Armeggedon came and went

Then the world ended much the same

Just as unbelieveable for sure

Football won a game.

Not only one but several more

Perhaps a connection we do fear.

Did you notice that Miller did no drug testing

‘Til football was over for this year

It’s clear from what we did this year

We couldn’t beat the deaf this time

Not to despair, we’ll work it out

Next year we’ll try the blind.

Mike

Mike’s judgment’s questioned - He got Carla a job

That keeps her gone – how great that’s been

But then, for reasons yet unknown

He moved his mother-in-law in.

So, you can laugh at his lack of judgment

But Doug and I won’t chime in

After all it was us Who hired

Randy and Kaleb as our night watchmen.

But, at that “move in” thought you can see

Liz’s husband gasp and shudder

He’d never considered the possibility

Of living with Liz’s mother.

Kem

Kem’s back with us again this year

Lot’s of experience she does bring

Now, if we could just find out

What she really thinks about anything.

If you don’t know Kem too well

Know there’s some hoops through which you’ll jump

Let’s just say you’ll find she’s pretty much

Temple’s Donald Trump.

Obama knows Kem and knows she can

Be of great service now to him

Anytime a nation gets out of line

He simply threatens, “OK, I’m sending Kem”.

Elementary

The elementary hall's a fearsome place

Kids run around like ants

And then, as Kem found out one day

Some of Stapleton’s wear no pants.

We’re not sure what was going on

In Stapleton’s class so well

But we’re just left to hope and pray

It wasn’t show and tell.

Some elementary kid going grade by grade

Could have Stapleton, Espinoza and Porter as she did

Boy, what a truly awesome thought

That would be some really messed up kid.

The girl would dress like Stapleton

Laugh like Susan would be our fears

And then after just a year of Porter

She'd have nothing left between her ears.

We do have a picture of Lachelle that just won’t leave

And really it probably suits

At that great Judgment where all will stand

Lachelle will stand next to the Virgin Mary ……………………..wearing cowboy boots.

Porter

Porter’s kid watched her all day

And asked without much warning

Why do you look older in the afternoon

Than you do in the morning?

There may actually be a cause

Of Karen’s weird behavior though

She comes to school with bloodshot eyes

Is that a symptom of anything we know?

If Karen came to school real drunk some day

We’d have to look her over really well

But, in the end, let’s be honest

How could we really tell?

Luttrell

But kids do stay alert in the hall

Mario -Luttrell's on the prowl

She's only run over three kids this year

Oh wait = one more = hear the howl.

Poor Victoria’s twice been in her sites

Just listen to her cries

It's so bad that now the poor kid has

Tread marks on her thighs.

Cheryl’s really quite a site

In her racy Hover Round chair

But, when’s the last time any saw

Her Hovering anywhere?

She’s ordered a brand new model we hear

Will be here pretty soon.

Only concern we really have

Is about the diesel fumes.

Becky

Becky came on board some late

Really found her job so soft

The only reason we keep her here

Is to keep Josh from running off.

There came that day Becky was gone

Josh took off and out the door to boot.

I looked out and saw him running

Miss Luttrell doing a wheelie in pursuit.

But Becky’s kept real busy by Susan

Reading emails and some to send.

That way Susan can spend her time

Chasing after men.

Ashlynn

Ash took over cheerleading this year

And seems to do quite well

Except for dealing with her group

Of cheerleader moms from hell.

One thing, Mark, let’s warn you of

When looking at your team, don’t tell

But Ash’s cheer squad might outnumber yours

And outweigh them as well.

Neil’s seen all of this he wants

And to him we shall be fair

Until Cheerleading moms attacked

He had a full head of hair.

One thing, Mark, let’s warm you of

When looking at your team, don’t tell

But Ash’s cheer squad might outnumber yours

And outweigh them as well.

Christie has the high school squad

She took all who came

The only girls that aren’t cheerleaders

Are the blink, the halt, the lame.

From our viewpoint it is a problem

It’s embarrassing the way it stands

The football team takes a mini bus

And the cheerleaders a 3 bus caravan.

But, Ash is such a protective mom

Wants to always see Sha close by

And She just clings to her mother’s skirt

Sure, and pigs can fly!

Sha runs wherever on campus

At times seems almost lost

And, when confronted she’s not above

Saying, “My Pa-pa is your boss.

Ash does her job with relative ease

Until drug testing for CDL

Then our drivers seem tempted to

Tell her to go…………………………………well.

Boegner

Isaac came home saying a word

That rhymes real well with witches, alas

Said he got it from Mrs. Boegner

So we know what she calls girls in her class.

So we have a plan up our sleeves

We’ll let Teresa and Paula go one on one

With a cursing contest in the gym

Of course, we’ll sell tickets to see the fun.

It’ll be fun and educational

What can we really say

At least we’ll then know for sure

If the “B” word trumps the “A”

Morrison

Mrs. Morrison holds down the ground

Between Waldrop and Susan as she can

She must feel a lot like an oasis

In the middle of a vast wasteland.

Keith Nolley

Keith and Tim keep our whole place

Running every day

And it’s not easy when they’re being pulled

Every hour a different way.

But they seem to keep their heads

Just look what Keith has done

How much better our new elementary AC looks

Than the older one.

Little kids are convinced it’s a spaceship

Come from outer space around the sun

And, with some of the teachers they have inside

You can’t blame them none.

Some feel it’s a hungry alien

That sucks out human brains

But if it is, it seems to attack

Just the staff – and causes little pain.

We began a deep investigation

To see if all was well

Missing brains from our elementary

I mean, how could we really tell?

But, Keith is great in so many ways

Don’t give him any static.

Except, perhaps, that he’s married to Janet

And his mom thinks people live in her attic.

Waldrop

One thing we must do tomorrow

Is move volleyball poles outside

Yesterday, we lost Donalyn behind one

They’re dangerous, just too wide.

But, we all know Donalyn comes

From a planet far, far away

Trying to understand anything she does

Can only lead to dismay.

We got a Christmas card from Renweb

Didn’t like what it had to say

“If you let Waldrop anywhere near our system

We’re throwing all your files away.

Megan

Megan does such a great job

Juggling so many tasks

And generally does it cheerfully

If anybody asks.

But this week she and Bob did battle

As she drug a Christmas tree away

There’s a bit of weight differential there

But I think I’ll take Megan any day.

I’m sorry but when I think of this

These two fighting so very hard

I can’t shake the picture in my mind

Of a Cha-wa-wa nipping at a Saint Bernard.

Moore

Temple seems this year to have

Ties to years gone by

Our staff is given olden names

And we’re not real sure why.

To students, Moore is Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde

For her two different ways, we’ve heard

She can call you all kinds of names

And have honey drip from every word.

Diana has a different roll

She’s not quite so calm

Sixth graders say they’re convinced

She must be Hitler’s mom.

West chimes in this naming race

With a name from World War two.

But we’ll examine that a bit later

And you be sure we do.

Stephan

We got Jan a new projector

Mounted on her wall

To keep her up to date

With the digital age and all.

She jumped right in and made us think

With everything she agrees

Until she actually described her new projector as

The box thingy that shows pictures and movies.

Cepeda

If you see Myra walking by

And drooling as she goes

Pay no attention, it just means

She’s been watching Twilight shows.

It’s not becoming for a professional

To swoon over some movie hunk, right

But she seems to have a teen age crush

On Jacob Black of Twilight

Jacob’s a werewolf on the prowl

Means if Myra falls in with him

It’s vampires she then has to fear

They attack, who knows when?

It sounds bad, but not to worry,

Myra needn’t fear

Vampires get very sick on salsa -

At least that’s what we hear.

Five or our finest had a party

A Twilight marathon

Julie, Christi, Shelly, were there

Myra and Stapleton

What can we say to all of this?

Shoot, they may all be growing hair on their back

If so, we’ll just have to begin calling them

Temple’s own wolf pack.

Don’t know what reaction we should have

But one thing’s clearly true

We can say without fear of contradiction

We don’t give them enough to do.

Husbands of this group beware

Danger could come soon, you bet

Don’t ever let them give you wolf bane

Or let their teeth come near your neck.

And if some night you should touch their back

And feel a hairy mane (as you do)

You’ll know it’s time to get a leash

And take them to the zoo.

Potts

Potts and Waldo were out last week

Took vacations away from home

Romantic times with their dear husbands –

No wait, they went alone.

Chesebro

Chesebro’s kids made genetic dinosaurs

Male if you care

He told them to find a female mate

We don’t dare ask where.

This task worried Mrs. Stringer -

Looking for a female dinosaur

At her age she had some fear

They might come after her.

Lord, forgive me for saying that and be with all the starving pigmies in New Zealand……………………

Ravelo

It fell to Larry to take Jennifer driving

Just to teach her how

But, there’s no connection with the fact

He’s on double dose Valium as of now.

But one thing sure with Larry here

In this he can’t be beat

When it comes chapel time you will know

He’ll be the first one in his seat.

Julie

Lachelle and Julie are leaving soon

We wish them our very best.

They’re off to do a fashion show

Showing Amish how to dress.

Jul will return to all of us

After doing her big thing.

And she’ll have coined a brand new phrase

It’s called “Amish Bling”

These two could cause major trouble

Just stepping from the car we fear

On look could lead the Amish folks

To think Armageddon’s here.

While Lachelle’s gone we’ll use no sub

We have a CD to provide her kid’s care

It just keeps repeating “Stop yelling, Ayden” -

The kids’ll think she’s still there.

Rhonda

Rhonda Seems a bit more antsy

No, don’t you laugh

Could be because we hired back

The one she replaced on staff.

She sure likes to talk a lot

But there are times she leaves before she’s done

Absolutely, NOTHING interferes with her

Twice daily Chicken Express run.

She’s eaten so much of their stuff now

I’ll not telling any fiction

I think she’s actually beginning

To look a lot like their scared chicken.

Neil

Neil heard of Julie’s Twilight marathon

That it would take all night

Suggested it be a slumber party

With nighties and the like.

Then he learned who was coming

And knew how he’d have to class it

Said, “If that happens he’d have to

Wash his eyes out with battery acid.

Julie really loves her man

But shows it in a different way

She scheduled her Twilight marathon

On dear Neil’s birthday.

The big mystery of the year by far

Is how our pet squirrel met his demise

And bigger yet, Neil’s part in this

His denials are clearly lies.

He’s always feared from above his door

The squirrel would jump into his hair

But, if you think about this very much

There just isn’t enough there.

But squirrels are his least of worries

As to how he’ll meet his doom

Mrs. Johnson will leave him a bloody pulp

If he takes one more table from her room.

Stephan and Johnson are furniture hoarders

Or at least they sure have been

Sometimes it seems they want enough

So no kids can still get in.

Christie

Some people cry at silly things

That mean so little to us here

Then there’s Christie who cries each time she doesn’t

Win “Teacher of the Year”.

Hang in there Christie, your time will come

One must have confidence in oneself

But….if the award ever goes to Miller over you…..

Then you should probably kill yourself.

Monica

Monica was in my first Temple class

But let’s be very clear,

Could I tell she was bound to be

Administrative Secretary here?

I’d like to say that even then

She behaved, worked hard, generally had a clue

Yeah, I’d like to say that but if I did

I might die laughing too.

Let’s just say that I could tell

When I considered all

That she was much more likely to end up soon

At Fort Worth Juvenile Hall

Raymond’s led a happy life

Thinking Monica was a pretty good kid

Let’s just say it would be quite different

If he knew half the things she did.

Glen

Last Spring a story hit the news

About a church way down in Center.

The ladies had taken up pole dancing for the Lord

Could things get any better?

The next week on the way to Houston

Take this if you’re a bettor

Glen broke our best bus down – where?

Just outside of Center.

Transmission gone, we got it fixed

Next he threw an engine rod, that was neat

So, Shelly, Please get him a pole dancer for Christmas

Before he destroys our whole fleet.

C. Smith

Grandpa Jones threw a fit

Until he got Carrie to join him and Mike

That was really a big mistake

Now we know what a good math teacher is actually like.

Carrie had Chinese the other day

Cookie said promotion coming and that thrilled her

She thinks administrator, but no way

Remember she trained under Miller.

Mark

Mark does so well his many jobs

When needed he’s always handy

A perfect life he seems to lead

Oh, wait, we forgot he lives with Brandi.

She and Kem have the same affliction

With which all around have to deal

It’s so hard in any given area

To know how they really feel.

Stinson

The stars fell, the sun grew cold

The fires went out in hell

Just as hard to ever believe

Stinson got her CDL.

We’re not sure how valid though

The results really were

We hear she spent a lot of time

Flirting with the guy who tested her.

But, at least she passed on her first try

Did very well and so

It would be very embarrassing not to pass first time,

How about that, Joe?

Martin

I watched Jaclyn the other day

How she talked, acted and all

And I must say we’ve got her placement wrong

We have to move her to the elementary hall.

It’s an old principle of all health care

To make all the insane better

It’s always best for all concerned

To have all inmates together.

Miller

It’s 7:30 all staff arrive

As Temple rules have said

Except many miles away from school

Miller’s getting out of bed.

If we fine’d staff like we do kids

For tardies late to school

Chris would be in deep do-do

He’d lose his whole salary as a rule.

But, he finally comes for work that day

Drops Blake off for school

Then as sure as the sun does shine,

Heads right for the stool.

And there he’ll stay glued to the seat

As the clock goes round a bunch

But, we know for sure he’ll be done in time

To take a break for lunch.

Wicks

Stine has our money now

To plan and look ahead

To keep the school from any problems

And we think she does, all said.

However, it does strain our faith a bit

Last week she had to move we know

Out by Friday, but on Thursday

She still had no place to go.

But, all seems fine right now for her

She has a place to lay her head.

I guess in Denmark culture now

That’s called planning well ahead.

It gives us such financial confidence

To have our books in someone from Europe’s tender care

When it comes to finances they seem to be

Doing real great over there

Williams

Underneath the workroom table

A trampled body’s hid

It’s the poor soul who tried to get

To morning coffee before Williams did.

The church got a new sound system

Couldn’t hear with the old back then

How do we know now when it’s too loud

Williams’ two hairs sway in the wind.

Ed Gaymon

Ed’s runs the daycare but no longer works

For us, it is a fact.

The church figured with their track record

It’d be best if they took it back.

Joanne Lueck

In West’s hall there rests a grave

You can step over it if your agile

It’s for the last person who dared suggest

Joanne change the K5 schedule.

If you see Joanne rushing down the hall

You all know where she’s heading

She’s off to plan another detail

Of Zac and Mallory’s wedding.

That was really quite a break up

Facebook, Twitter, Tweet and all

You could’ve split up Santa and Mrs. Claus

With less trouble overall.

Both moms were our real concern

What would they have left

There was a time we feared they’d be

The next feature on WWF

Kim White

Kim’s classroom may receive some fame

She needs to set up firmer boarders

Last week a call came to request

To film her class for “Hoarders”.

Luena Wilson

The girl who said she would sacrifice a classmate

To the Lord one day

Now has Luena for a teacher

What can we really say?

It’s said Haley switched her target

To Luena and she could

But there was no excuse next day

When West staff showed up with kindling wood.

Liz Smith

Liz looks much happier this year

Just glance at her if you can

Gee, I wonder if it could be because

She finally trapped a man.

Not that she was desperate at all

As anyone could see

Course there was that time she asked to advertise

On the school marquee.

So now she’s settled down and quite

happy all the while

But, someone tell me if at all tonight

You’ve seen new husband smile.

Course that may not because of Liz

Or that in her he’s found a flaw

More likely he’s just realized - poor soul

Who’s his mother-in-law.

Not that Nance would interfere

Surely nothing of that kind

But in thinking of her mother-in-law traits

Does “Everybody Loves Raymond” come to mind?

One thing Liz you’d best get on

This we’re sure about

In the baby race you’re getting way behind

The way Bec cranks them out.

Christy LaRue

This year’s gone well for Christy now

Smooth as warmed up better.

Mainly because she’s stayed away

From the paper cutter.

I mean how spastic must one be

When using this complicated tool

To actually cut your finger off

Just ask Christy for the rule.

So, she’s under tight restrictions now

Answers to Mrs. Stringer for

The most dangerous thing she can use

Is blunt scissors and nothing more.

And, if the need cannot be met

Without the paper cutter, we are told

She has to swallow her pride

And send a 4 year old.

Kathy Lawrence

Kathy Lawrence’s laying in the floor

Fainted dead away

Someone suggested she miss her break

And that’s all it takes any day.

She does have a claim to fame

Something hard to cure.

Some say they’re sure TV’s Monk learned

Obsessive compulsive direct from her.

One things certain about our Cathy

And shows the nerve she’s got

She may be the first teacher to do a lice check

In the parking lot.

Cathy Martens

Cathy Martens has hobbled in

Broke her foot in a horrible way

Well, actually it was standing up from a chair

But, it sounds better the other way.

Knowing Cathy one thing’s for sure

As a result of her falling

Before long, as we have no doubt

Her lawyer will come calling.

But, I’ve known Cathy forever now

How long, if you care

Let’s just say we met when Mrs. Stringer

Still actually had red hair.

West

OK, West I’ll tell you what

If you’ll pay me enough for sure

I’ll not mention to Leddie Martin

How you associate Mussolini’s name with her.

Staff Kids

Our staff kids are a shining light

The very best in our school.

Well, there are times – for sure –

But, I’m speaking as a general rule.

Avery seems grounded for much of life

Likely the parents with whom he’s laden

Then there’s his younger brother-

Well, we’d probably best not even mention Ayden.

Isaac calls girls (rhymes with witches)

As often as he can

And Blake when I corrected him

Asked, “Do you know who I am?”

But my grandkid is next to perfect

So let’s not include her here.

Except for telling a kid where he could go

And throwing salt in the copier.

The salt we can’t really explain

But in telling the kid, a question raises

We’re sending her down to Teresa

Who seems to know some other catchy phrases.

Zack’s great except for girlfriend troubles

And the surgery he talked about.

He brought his bone here in a jar

And grossed the whole school out.

But, I’d better stop here and now

Before I become unkind

Considering we have an administrator

Who still wipes his kid’s behind.

CONCLUSION

We could go on about what happens

At good old TCS

But settle your nerves, we’ll stop here

And let you imagine all the rest.

We’ve really had a super year

With all the things that’s come

And we can praise the Lord with joy

When all is said and done.

Most of all we thank the Lord

For each of you tonight

You bless us each and every day

You’re precious in his sight.

In spite of what’s been said please know

You are a shining light

And we know all that Temple is

Is due to you who’re here tonight.

We love each one for what you give

Even more for your heart.

And thank the Lord for all these years

He’s let me be a part.

So, thanks to all who give their lives

Our jobs do not get done

Without us knowing all success

Goes To Him and then to each and every one.

WE LOVE YOU!