Thank you fourjay,
For those many days.
A class of best spirit,
Leaving behind, a sweet aftertaste.
Those days of quarrels and fights,
The moment of 'You're wrong, I'm right!"
Finally at the end,
It's just "joking" and "friend friend."
Flying paper planes,
Throwing paper balls,
Spinning bottle caps,
So lame, so you called.

We have, in class,

Ahmad, the 'act mat',
Johnson, the mugger.
Houchen the singer,
Chan, the vollyball player.

Mingkai, the australian export,
Damien, the creative prefect.
Edwin, the absolute big one,
And Eugene, never perfect.

Chongswee, the superman,
Jeriel, the 'kind' soul.
Haolin, the sixpointer,
Ashley, the superb monitor.

Koonhan, the 'act weh'.
Churnhoe, the sailor.
Andres, the chaomugger,
Ewan, compared to you, he's thinner.

Sudharsan, the humans god,
Mark, the fat comedian.
Matthew, the fat one,
Afiq, the distinction.

Deen, the astronaut,
Nickhan, the drummer boy.
Mingxuan, the workout kid,
Liwei, an artist you should employ.

Junwei, the mucus supplier,
Hamza, the Physics cricket player.
Junkai, the WEH! bus driver,
Zhenwei's bastarding will leave you laughing in tears.

Yiyang, happy childrens' day,
Terence, the X-country racer.
Yixuan, the sleeping monk,
Yongxuan, the class' only thang.

Hamizan, the soccer pro,
Fu Zhi, childish la.
Myo, who watches anime shows.

The teachers,

Mr Pang, and his Maths papers,
Mr Liang, and his zauxia voice.
Mr Gabriel, and his fashionable wear,
Mrs Foo, and her "Is that okay, boys?"

Mrs Wong, the Chemistry queen,
Mr Tan, pizzas for As.
Mr Siow and his jokes,
Expected 1.9, Mdm Kwok will say.

Bringing you 4Jayria.
Breaking ten, you scared ah.
Race and run, peeps,
Go and take this final leap.

Tada.