Twas convocation eve when all through the house...

Not a cougar was stirring, not even a mouse. Ken and his team cleaned the building with care, Anticipating that many students soon would be here. The teachers were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of meeting AYP and Bridging the Gap were dancing in their heads. And Principal Davis in her pant suit, and the VP's in their ties, Had just awoken their brains from a long summer's respite. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I ran from the band room to see what was the matter. Away to the front mall I flew like an Eagle, Tore open the front doors and felt fairly graceful. The sun on the gleam of the newly mown grass Gave the lustre of heatwaves to objects in brass. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a Marching Band, a Cougar, an Eagle, and a community sincere. With a smart looking band, so big and so bright, I knew in a moment this fledgling bird could take flight. More rapid than eagles the marching band came, And they whistled, and shouted, and called them by name! "Now Drum Line, now Trumpets! now, Piccolos and Flags! On, Baritone! On, Clarinets! on Sousaphone's and Sax! To the top of the hill! to the front of the school! Now march away! March away! March away all!" The band they came like the prideful group they are, With a strut down the street you can see from afar. So up to the school the Drum Line they grooved, With the community full of joy, and Superintendent too. And then, in a twinkling, we heard from the school The yelling and cheering of students galore. As I came out the door, and was looking around, Down the sidewalk the Superintendent came with a crowd. Their eyes-how they twinkled! Their smiles how merry! Their cheeks were like roses, Their joy like a cherry! Their big smiles had joy and humor to share It was hard to believe the school year was here! The games that they played, the food that they ate, The smoke from the BBQ encircled the place. They had bright shining faces and comfortably full bellies, Yet everyone eyed the dessert table especially the cookies! They were happy and content, a right jolly old group, And I laughed when I saw them, this good-vibing troupe. A shout from the back and a Drum Line's approach, Soon gave way to the grooves of their own. They saluted the crowd, and went straight to their work, They "Drummed for the Cure" their duty they did not shirk. Looking out at the crowd, the joy all around, They nodded and felt good knowing the school year would be profound. They jammed the day away; the Band and Drum Line too. Cheerleader's they cheered, the crowd they exclaimed, The school year is here and we shall proclaim, "Happy Convocation to all, and to all a good-year!"