Geary Rural High School Classmates

THE GRHS GRAND REUNION 2012 


After fifty-six years, and as summertime nears,
An announcement arrives in the mail,
A reunion is planned; it'll be really grand;
Make plans to attend without fail.

I won't soon delete the first time that we meet;
We'll try so hard to impress.
We'll drive fancy cars, and smoke big cigars,
And wear our most elegant dress.

T'will be quite an affair; the whole school will be there.
To be held at the Lions Club Center.
We'll wine, and we'll dine, and we'll act so refined,
It'll be really a great get together.

The men will converse about who had been first
To achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile, their spouses will define their nice houses
And how beautiful their children became.

The homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
Now weighs in at one-ninety-six.
The jocks who'll be there have all lost their hair,
And the cheerleaders can no longer do kicks.

No one has heard about the class nerd
Who'd guided a spacecraft to the moon;
Or poor little Jane, who's always been plain;
She married a shipping tycoon.

The boy we'd decreed 'most apt to succeed'
Is serving ten years in the pen,
While the one voted 'least' now is a priest;
Just shows you can be wrong now and then.

We'll award a prize to one of the guys
Who seemed to have aged the least..
And one will be given to the grad who has driven
The farthest to attend the feast.

We'll take a school picture, a curious mixture
Of beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall, short, or skinny, the style will be mini;
You'll never see so many thighs.

At our next get-together, no one will care whether
They impress their classmates or not.
The mood is informal, a whole lot more normal;
By this time we'll be all gone to pot.

It'll be held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
We'll eat hamburgers, coleslaw, and beans.
Then most will just lay around in the shade,
In our comfy T-shirts and blue jeans.

When the next one is near, it'll be abundantly clear,
We were definitely over the hill.
Those who weren't dead had to crawl out of bed,
And be home in time for their pill.

So I really can't wait; they've just set the date;
The "Big One" is coming, I'm told.
It should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At the Shady Rest Home for the old.

Repairs have been made on my hearing aid;
My pacemaker's been turned up on high.
My wheelchair is oiled, and my teeth have been boiled;
And I've bought a new wig and glass eye.

I'm feeling quite hearty, and I'm ready to party
I'm gonna dance 'til dawn's early light.
It'll be lots of fun; But I just hope that there's one
Other person who can make it that night.

Author Unknown
Life is Wonderful.
Don't forget it!----Praise The Lord, we've made it this far.