Ink shall sink on paper
We matriculants are bespeak
of our teachers labour
As the paper cause timorous
And others think we're rude
We shout TEKKIES
Where gold like spark of flint-stone
We Tekkies sing it with high note
And where the weight of tow'ring wheels groan
We fly higher and present our own
where our school is one of the best
with good teachers from A to Z
It's THS Welkom, we serve you with zest!**
[Israel Xaba: gr. 11D 30 October 2022]
** Part of a poem - click HERE for the rest.