Bonita Springs Alma Mater
Oh, let us sing of Bonita’s pride, Our voices lifted far and wide. In halls where dreams and our passions blend, Our bonds and friendships never end.
Blue and green, our colors bright, Guiding us through day and night.
Oh, let us stand with our heads held high, In Bonita Springs, our spirits fly. With every triumph, every woe, Our love for thee, Bonita Springs.
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