From the first Pelican, published in 1927, a poem by Thelma McDaniel, class of '27.

Ole Bay High

Our days in ole Bay High are o'er, the parting hour has come

The call to us will come no more, to the happiest days we've known

And as in parting we recall, our years spent here together

A tear of fond regret will fall, for the scenes we're leaving forever.

Our teachers, pals and classmates dear, we never shall forget

For they are friends true and sincere, and parting brings regret

Old friends, old scenes, dear to the heart, we've known since childhood days

Tho' in life's way we drift apart, we'll never forget our Bay High days.

Tonight we've only crossed the sea, the ocean lies before us

The sea is our school of memory, and the ocean is life reaching for us Then let us depend upon Bay High, to be our guiding star

As we embark upon life's ways, to safely cross the bar.

And when, in after years we each, have run our course in life

And learned the lessons time will teach, thru work and care and strife

All that we are and hope to be, we'll owe to days spent here

To ole Bay High the praise shall be, our own Bay High so dear.