Philip’s Stud
Millions of young souls
Destined with intimate goals
Are brought all together
To shine with glory forever.
They all thrive to acquire
The desires sparked up in fire.
They sway away all the hurdles
Like horses rod with reined bridles.
Vast realm of education you endorse
As a paddock to graze for a horse.
Like you care your silver jet,
You train them all well and fit.
Finally, as steady stallions they grow
And all wins and praises overflow.
The esteem and credit to you belong
For which we all owe you a song.
Your academy in God’s name
Is rendering knowledge and fame.
We hail you for the care
And the service you share.
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