Cheers

Pitter Patter, raise a glass.
Your commencement is here at last.
You climbed up top and starred him down.
No one’s left to oppress us now.
He set the stage, you played him out.
One step in trust, one in doubt.
Your storied championship
is the toast of the town.

Every woman knows
a tiny king is nothing
without his tiny crown.

TBC

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