In 2004, each one of us entered Junior High
With the hopes of soaring high
Hassan being the class prefect command respect
Philo was the assistant who did inspect
Our every work
Mr. Mohammed was the teacher who taught Science and Maths
He made us do heavy sums and tasks
But he didn't last long
He was sacked from accusations of the tongue
For allegedly defiling a female student
He could have been more prudent
Monsieur Dogbe taught francais
He wanted us to speak like the real francais
But how could we, when he was too strict
We all spoke the Queen's language like Brits
Miss Raymond, our only female teacher
Taught catering like a caterer
As well as Ga like a Queen mother
How can I forget Ataa Colley, the one who taught social studies and Agric
He never made a statement without an err
Even 'Agric' he pronounced 'Aglic'
'Garlic', he pronounced 'Garric'
Oh! what a teacher
Not forgetting Mr. Asamoah Boadi A.K.A Gayoyo
Who never let anything in skirt pass by, not even a Kayayo
Without exhibiting the 'vulture' in him
But he was a disciplinarian and a comedian
When he passed by, the classrooms became dead silent
Even the fall of a needdle could be heard
Now To Second Year
How nice it sounded in the ear
But came with its own share
Of joy, pain and tears
Sir Martin came into the picture and made it perfect
It was also a year for the election of prefects
Martin taught the Queen's language
Like no body's business or luggage
A new student came from a school called P.E.P.S
We wanted to make her the class rep
Once she was caught reading a romantic book
Little did we know she was a crook
Sir Martin made her feel the pain
In order to make her a gain
Oh! Belinda
Sir John came as a new master
For Science and Maths
His teaching was quite boring
But we learnt enduring
Then came sir Quarshie
Who taught Pre-Tech with passion
Then one day,
Our ICT teacher got into trouble
One with the headmaster and the other with the students
Making it double
He was Mr. Lamptey
He was accused of stepping on the tigress tail
Of attempting to defile Belinda
By adding a substance to her Mirinda
He was dismissed
But was duly missed
Then again,
Ataa Colley, the teacher who always had problems with 'r' and 'l' words
Could not defend himself with words
When he was accused of making a past student pregnant
Funny enough,
No student in the school was ever ignorant
Of the way the teacher rode so rough
He too was sacked
Then In Final Year
Every student was on the move
Because our final exam was at the corner
We were all bothered
People wanted partners
Whom they claimed would be their life partners
This drove Rhenemann to write a love letter
It was addressed to Belinda
Obeng held on to Linda
Hassan to Philo
Bought her her favorite , Choco Milo
Anabel was crazy about Eben
She behaved like Eve in the garden of Eden
The list could go on and on
But now everything is dead and gone
There was 'The Big Six'
Who did everything in common
To the admiration of all
Then on the 23rd of April 2007
We finished our last paper
And were now looking up to our father in Heaven
To help us succeed in all our papers
Afterwards we held our graduation
And imagined our orientation
In Senior High
With the hope of soaring high
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