It was my daughter's graduation day
A first in French awarded in Oxford
The place where she wore the gown of BA
In Wren's Sheldonian Theatre. Smiles were broad
And eyes were wide after the long hard road
From Manchester, while the occasional yawn
From tired parents and grandparents just showed
Maybe they can't speak Latin, looking down
From the high seats upon their kids in gowns
Afterwards, caps on heads, a time to stay
Still and pose outside for pictures, so proud
And rightly so. Now there's jobs to be found
Not so easy even for them these days
The real work's still to come, but let's applaud!
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