Originally written in May of 1994…The punctuation and spelling are terrible, definitely my pre-college work, but I transcribed it exactly as it was written back in the day. Enjoy my friends –
FRIENDS ARE FOR A LIFETIME
As the years have gone by,
And now as the days go by,
We all become closer.
(In this rumor free town)
Caught up in our little world, together.
I begin to think just maybe,
We all missed our callings in life,
And some how ended up together
(here in the large,
gossip and prejudice free Marion
where we never drink,
have no fun,
aren’t sarcastic,
don’t know each other well,
never skip school,
and never, no not ever,
touch mailboxes)
What makes us so special here in Marion?
Not our country hick names,
Sorry Melissa Jo
John Charles
Veronica Jean
And
Amber Jane.
No it’s definitely not the name
Because as Mrs. Holman taught us as Freshmen;
‘In which we call a rose by any other name
would smell the same.’
Besides where would that leave
Clareatha Ann
Conward Lee
Nicole Andrea
And
Kameron Everret Allen.
If not the name, what is it then?
Perhaps its what,
We should have been.
Don’t you ever wonder,
If we were not people,
What on Earth would we be???
My guess is that:
If Bernice were an animal,
She would be a greyhound.
(Sorry Bernice, I couldn’t resist).
If Bernice were a color,
She would be yellow.
Bright, and happy.
If Bernice were a sound,
She would be a laugh.
If that’s all she were,
Everyone would love everything about her!
If Bernice were a car part,
She would be a brake.
Then she’d avoid hitting the garage.
If Beth were a type of music,
she would be rap.
Both say what’s on their minds.
If Beth were a drink,
She would be water.
The senior class can’t be without either.
If Beth were an animal,
she’d be a stampeding elephant.
Then we could really see her,
knock down players on the court.
If Beth were a car,
she would be a fast one,
doing 180’s before a basketball game.
If Brian were a sound,
he would be an electric guitar.
It’s what he loves.
If Brian were an animal,
he would be a duckbill platypus.
Different, unusual, lovable.
If Brian were a vegetable,
he would be corn.
So he’d still have an ear for music.
If Brian were a period in history,
he would be prohibition.
Never to be forgotten.
If Carl were a color,
He would be maroon.
It is the color of regret.
That’s what he’ll make some girls do.
If Carl were a metal,
he would be silver.
Worth something.
If Carl were a book,
he would be a car manual.
That does not need explaining.
If Chris were a stone,
he’d be an emerald.
Beautiful green, like his eyes.
If Chris were a metal,
he would be silver.
Girls like both until the tarnish.
If Chris were a landscape,
he’d be a plain with oil underneath.
More to both than meets the eye.
If Chris were a car,
he would be a black corvette.
Awesome, something to look at.
If Cindy were a perfume,
she would be beautiful.
According to all the junior guys.
If Cindy were an animal,
she would be a bunny rabbit.
Happy, content.
If Cindy were a book,
she would be a church hymnal.
She’d never have to leave church.
If Cindy were a wood,
she would be one slow to burn.
(Doesn’t get mad easily).
If Clarie were a type of music,
she would be gospal.
The she too would,
never have to leave church.
If Clarie were made of paper,
she would be a saving’s bond.
Both hang onto their values.
If Clarie were a sound,
she would be a melody
Cheerful, happy.
If Clarie were a car,
She would be red convertible.
What else could she be?
If Dale were a type of music,
he would be a drinking song.
It’s his way of life.
If Dale were an animal,
he would be a hawk.
Sees things better than most.
If Dale were a machine,
he would be a computer.
Kind of smart.
If Dale were a landscape,
he would be ocean waves.
Crashing against rocks,
Free, and strong willed.
If Danny were a period in school,
he would be rest time.
A class he probably excelled at.
If Danny were made of metal,
he would be a mailbox.
He couldn’t get on probation that way.
If Danny were a drink,
he would be Jack Daniels.
Both have a lot of friends.
If Danny were a time of day,
he would be noon.
Always out to lunch.
If Eric were a plant,
he would be sugar cane.
Really sweet.
If Eric were a food,
he would be a pudding pop.
Sorry, couldn’t resist.
If Eric were a drink,
he would be a pina colada.
Both have a way of
cheering a person up.
If Eric were a cologne,
he would be eternity.
That’s how long some girls’ll like him.
If J.C. were a period in history,
he’d be Elvis’ best days.
It is an obsession with him.
If J.C. were a number,
he would be 69.
He’d probably want it that way.
If J.C. were a tree,
he would be an evergreen.
Lively year round.
If J.C. were an animal,
he would be a koala.
(Because like it he never drinks).
If Kameron were in a drink,
he would be ice.
Kinda cool.
If Kameron were an animal,
he would be a procupine.
Take note of the guy’s hair.
If Kamereon were a color,
he would be orange.
Just sort of there.
If Kameron were a vegetable,
he would be brusslesprouts.
Not real great,
but sales for a lot.
If Kenny were a metal,
he would be platinum.
Both are worthy.
If Kenny were an animal,
he would be a fish.
Drinks like one.
If Kenny were a drink,
he would be Mad Dog.
Well Duh!!
If Kenny were a toy,
he’d be an overstuffed teddy bear.
That’s how he looks bungie jumping.
If Lee were a fruit,
he would be an apple.
Involved in sin since the beginning.
If Lee were a type of music,
he would be children songs.
Childlike, amusing.
If Lee were a color,
he would be purple.
Liked, not real serious.
If Lee were a cologne,
he would be Guess.
That is all you can do about him.
If Mark were a color,
he would be black.
Both fit with a lot of things.
If Mark were an animal,
he would be a baboon.
I’m not sure why.
(Doesn’t it seem right though?)
If Mark were a hairstyle,
he would be a poof.
A lot of girls have had both.
If Mark were a fruit,
he would be an orange.
Both can be sweet, sometimes.
If Matt were a flower,
he would be a milkweed.
Someone, somwhere like him.
-Matt
If Matt were in mythology,
he would be a cyclops.
That way he’d only need one eye brow.
If Matt were an animal,
he would be an oyster.
Eats a lot of trash,
but there may be a pearl inside.
If Matt were a period in time,
he would be the future.
Maybe it’d be like Star Trek.
If Melissa were a bug,
she would be a caterpillar.
To make iceskating and dancing,
while buzzed, simpler.
If Melissa were a vehicle,
she would a tank.
So there’s no point,
in staying on the road.
If Melissa were a time of day,
it would be after 1:00pm.
that way there’s a chance she’s awake.
If Melissa were an animal,
she would be a rooter.
{Not at all cocky.}
If Mike F were a vehicle,
he would be a bulldozer.
With a football, stopping at nothing.
If Mike F were at time period,
he would be the future.
Maybe he could see aliens.
If Mike F were an animal,
he would be a gorilla.
Big, strong, sort of crazy.
If Mike F were a metal,
he would be gold.
A heart of gold.
If Mike J were a fruit,
he would be a cucumber.
Always in a pickle.
If Mike were a type of music,
he would be oldies.
So he can shake, rattle, and ‘roll’.
If Mike were a sound,
he would be whale songs.
Some think they’re terrific,
some think they’re stupid.
If Mike were a medicine,
he would be bepto bismal.
Takes care of the sick
and throwing up.
If Nicole were a car,
she would be one without reverse.
To avoid hitting 18-wheelers.
If Nicole were a condiment,
she would be ketchup.
So she could write ‘Lee” all day long.
If Nicole were a wood,
she would be solid oak.
On the inside as she,
appears on the outside.
If Nicole were a book,
she would be a road atlas.
Both know where they’re going.
If Oscar were a building,
he would be a bank.
A lot of unnoticed interest in both.
If Oscar were an animal,
he would be a panther.
Brave, the appearance of both.
If Oscar were a color,
he would be blue.
A color everybody likes.
If Oscar were a writer,
he would be Shakespeare.
Who else has Rome and Juliet
memorized?
If Reagan were an animal,
he would be a goose
Both are unbelievably loud.
If Reagan were a toy,
he would be a ventriloquists doll.
Both talk a lot of shit,
and never back it up.
If Reagan were a type of music,
he would be Tejano.
complained about, but always kept
around.
If Reagan were a period in history,
he would be the thirties.
Good actually resulted with both.
If Shane were a type of wood,
he’d be a particle board
{how fake}.
If Shane were an animal,
he would be a monkey.
Neither can drive a car well.
If Shane were a book,
he would be a sports almanac.
They both know one things – sports.
If Shane were a class,
he would be Computer Math.
A total joke.
If Teresa were a candy,
she would be a dum-dum.
(Teresa-Teresa) Nater’s idea.
If Teresa were a sound,
she would be a single clap.
Both can be found happy on a
basketball court.
If Teresa were an animal,
she would be a fox.
Both slyly pulling something off.
If Teresa were a metal,
she would be francium.
The most metallic,
and some aren’t even aware it’s a
metal.
If Tim were a color,
he would be green.
That way he’d be Veronica’s favorite.
If Tim were a phrase,
he would be “what if”.
Self explanatory.
If Tim were a fruit,
he would be a grape.
Stomped on,
remember though a stomped grape
makes wine.
If Tim were an animal,
he’s be a pet rock.
Then he could always be the
teacher’s pet.
If Tracy were a tree,
he would be a redwood.
Imagine that!
If Tracy were an animal,
he would be a laughing Hyena.
Refer to Kenny’s film of the zoo.
If Tracy were a jewel,
he’s be a diamond.
“A girl’s best friend.”
If Tracy were a time of day
he would be lunchtime, dinnertime,
or maybe breakfast time.
If Veronica were a flower,
she would be a rose,
or maybe the thorn.
If Veronica were a landscape,
she would be a sunrise,
or more likely a tequila sunrise.
If Veronica were a perfume,
she would be Narcisse.
Needs no explanation.
If Veronica were a color,
she would be brown,
no blonde, no green, no blonde,
like her hair.
Starting in May,
which is already near,
and then over the course
of the next few years,
Most of us will be leaving
this happening town of Marion.
Sad but true some will forget
their friends here.
We will hear rumors about the
whereabouts of others,
and then there are those of us
who’ll never forget Marion:
The parties, true true Mr. Mac,
there were parties,
the athletics:
Football players with hearts of gold.
Adventures in volleyball, and finishing dead last.
Playoffs! For boys’ basketball in ’91 and now in ’93.
State Championship! For girls’ basketball.
And
Regionals! For an awesome baseball team.
and above all – the friends.
So now as each of us ventures,
out into the world of college,
college parties,
college friends,
new jobs, and great careers,
Remember who you are,
and where you came from.
That should mean something.
And for those of you who,
question what it means,
for I sometimes do.
It means that you have true friends.
Friends that are friends for a lifetime.