Monday, August 25, 2008

I can relate to this one.


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

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I'll never forget the first time we met;
We tried so hard to impress.
We drove fancy cars, smoked big cigars,
And wore our most elegant dress.

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It was quite an affair; the whole class was there.
It was held at a fancy hotel.
We wined, and we dined, and we acted refined,
And everyone thought it was swell.

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The men all conversed about who had been first
To achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile, their spouses described their fine houses
And how beautiful their children became.

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The homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
Now weighed in at one-ninety-six.
The jocks who were there had all lost their hair,
And the cheerleaders could no longer do kicks.

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No one had 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.

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

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They awarded a prize to one of the guys
Who seemed to have aged the least.
Another was given to the grad who had driven
The farthest to attend the feast.

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They took a class picture, a curious mixture
Of beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall, short, or skinny, the style was the mini;
You never saw so many thighs.
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At our next get-together, no one cared whether
They impressed their classmates or not.
The mood was informal, a whole lot more normal;
By this time we'd all gone to pot.
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It was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
We ate hamburgers, coleslaw, and beans.
Then most of us lay around in the shade,
In our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.
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By the fortieth year, it was 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.
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And now I can't wait; they've set the date;
Our fiftieth is coming, I'm told.
It should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At the Shady Rest Home for the old.
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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.
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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


Pat - An Arkansas Stamper said...

Funny, and true. I've been out 56 years and attended only the 35th reunion. At that time, I recognized perhaps 10 persons (out of a class of 47). Very likely, I would not recognize any of them now. I don't think I paid much attention to the individuals in my class. Names, I remember; faces I do not.

photowannabe said...

That a great poem. I'm afraid that its so true. I haven't been to any class reunions. This year would be 47. I sent for a DVD of the 45th. and was bored silly with those who were interviewed. Too much posturing. How come everybody changes but me??? LOL

Mississippi Songbird said...

lol. I love this.. My sister just went to a reunion not too long ago. She will get a kick out of this.. BTW, she used to be a cheerleader.. She's 59
Bunches of hugs.....

Tomate Farcie said...

I can identify with the part that says that people who looked real promising in high school became losers, and quiet, nerdy people nobody cared much about became highly successful. It might be more common than people think, so highschool kids, beware, the geek sitting by himself in a corner all the time might be your next boss, so be nice ;)

Renie Burghardt said...

I can relate to this one as well. Last time I went to mine was in the mid seventies, the 20th one, I think, but then I moved away from Ohio. I read about some of them on, these days. Funny post, but a little sad as well!

Have a good night,


Wanda said...

How true, Oh, how true.

I went to my 20th and 45th, the latter was much more fun.
Went to my husbands 50th and it was a blast.

My 50th will be 2009.

Reader Wil said...

It's absolutely true and funny also! First we try to impress than the second time we don't care about that and act normal and enjoy!