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33 years of strength
33 years of service
33 years of standing strong as the peltings have come
Watching them grow and bloom
Or fall and crash
Some learnt how to fly again
Other exploded on impact
Raising one thousand a year
You where the mother
The mother with eccentric dress
It was always quite clear
That a picnic could have been had
On that chequered dress
Complete with the hats
The flowers larger then it
Chocolates where given for simply being alive
And lollies for motivation
You’ve fed us knowledge
Wisdom and annoyance
You didn’t care as much as you claimed
But then you didn’t have time to
And we wouldn’t let you
You would always smile anyway
33 years of time
That you can not even remember
You have grown the establishment,
You where its mother too
Yet they sit
And ask so cruelly
Who was that women?
With ignorant, absurd, screwed up faces
Though they too,
Where one of your cherubs