by Greg Barense
There is a person who's a lot of fun.
She goes by the name of Alyson.
She's a hark worker and quite a cutie.
The third daughter of Doug and Judy.
With blond hair and curls of gold.
I can't believe she's now this old.
With high school behind and a head full of knowledge.
It's now time to go to college.
If I ever had a daughter dear.
This would be my greatest fear.
I'd be concerned with much ado.
Because she'd never be as nice as you.
So at this graduation time.
I wanted you to have this rhyme.
I love you for being who you are.
And in life's golf game,, you shoot under par.
The end.