Taft High School
Our heads are always in the sky.
Thinkin' about these scholarships and grants.
Maybe go to school to learn how to fly.
Or learn about plants.
We can go to class and learn about respiration.
School is the creation.
In English you'll learn punctuation.
And Taft High School is our education.
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