Brown and White

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Brown and white plaid droops over my knees
My big brown sweater swallows me
Water comes and water goes
But our school still stands strong and our statues still pose
Rebirth, recover, renew
No one is quite sure what to do
Now I wear my brown and white with pride
Especially when we get to walk with a senior stride
Finally the time has come and my five years have quickly past
I cannot believe I am experiencing all my lasts
White caps and white gowns, brown is no more
I will never forget Mount Carmel even though we are walking out the door





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