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The Class Reunion
Every five 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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
No one had heard about the class nerd
Who'd guided a spacecraft to the moon
Or poor little Jane, who'd always been plain
Had married a shipping tycoon.
The boy we'd decreed 'most apt to succeed'
Was fond of his tonic and gin
While the one voted 'least', now is a priest
Just shows you can be wrong now and then.
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.
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.
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 were content with our lot.
It was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores
We ate hamburgers, coleslaw and beans
   We reminisced with old friends, sitting in the shade
In our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.
By the fiftieth 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.
And now I can't wait, till they set the date
Our sixtieth 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 old hearing aid
My pacemaker's been turned up on high
My wheelchair is oiled, 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 more
Than me who will make it that night.
Author Unknown

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