The Months of Immaculate by Brittney Welsh

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True blue all around

No school smarter can be found

We walk with grace and a pleasant face

But this is no heaven, rather, like behind prison gates

Our work may free us some day to come

But until then we bare Assembly's sun

The music is sweet, we have the vibes

Spirit Day comes, we show our pride

Heritage Day is a blessing

For we kill the runway with all our dresses

Lapathon Day is a mood

With the music, the jeans, we forget to brood

Right around the corner is our Fair

We light the night up with our vibes in the air

It's a New Year

How do you know?

Parent Consultation

The parents come in and we take our stations

Report Card plus teacher.... Never a good combination!

Soon we're halfway

It's February, a busy bee

Black History, Sports Day, Jamaica Day, Mid-term

Yay me!

For some people, March bares a test and for others, it's just pure stress

April comes and it's a celebration

May, exam time is here

Phew! What we have to bare!

Finally, it's summer, no more school

What a bummer!

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