No sense but fun The year of nine Is no longer mine I will start to sign My cursive name as if it were a wave Of letters as it starts to become a cave It will be a thrill to be ten and save All of the glorious memories of a simple hug As we drink out of our favorite mug Filled with the good times like a slug Getting your attention so easy But you start to feel queasy And then you are easily weesy Soon you remember the times of joy again So you gain Your confidence and health with your body swayn' To the sound of music by Taylor swift And you were swift To sift Through your mind To be kind And to wind The toys of your memory Cory The girl in your class is so sorry You Have a Q And a dog named sue Go get a paper And a caper To make a taper So now we are done and we must say good bye And why Must we leave , just don't sigh Good bye P