The meeting- replete with one parent per student
(They won’t tolerate ANYONE being truant)
was the definite thing if you said you were coming
without the permission the kids would be bumming

A Catholic school don’t tolerate much
the boys can all look at the girls but not touch
anywhere not invited (or chaperon’s glare
will cause a disruption with embarrasment to spare)

“There won’t be any substances here that are illicit
Unless you want a well dressed unscheduled visit
to the local police where you might be defended
by mom, dad, or lawyer, but remain suspended

Zero tolerance as always the plan of the day
Each kid to be breathalyzed before they can play”
the warnings were many, but none of them bad
Each student recalled the great time they had

At the last Promenade, full of tuxes and dresses
and the boys fresh haircuts and girls carefull tresses
the excitement it grows as the evening draws near
but the parents still have the occasional fear

So the head Nun stood up and instructed the crowed
“We will make all the parents this pledge” then she vowed
“There will be no cleavage, no underwear showing
There will be no hormonal activity growing”

She then said “The dinner is tasty, delightful!
With naught that a gourmet would consider frightful
Without Alcohol the food will not cause sickness or puking”
and finally she mentioned “There will be no Juking!”

Satisfied that the party would be well attended
and the innocence of students would be well defended
We went home as parents secure in our choices
happy that in this world that there are some sane voices.