Oh locker, locker, silver and blue
Many years have you held tried and true
Never failed to hold my books
And never have you given me second looks
You're the only accepting one in this school
And for that, you rule
Lining the halls, giving off a slight glow
You guide me as I walk, keeping my head low
I come to you every morning
Relentlessly, you take my abuse without scorning
I am sorry for hurting you
That time I was in an argue
I promise I will try and be kind
For you have never put me in a bind
Tall and mighty you will forever stand
Gracing us with your presence in an ever judging land