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Its a Arithmetic Rhythmic 0, 25, 50 The sound of math is freighting I complete the work with adding and subtracting Though the answer is never suitable I cry I get frustrated, I don’t know what to do I toss my papers to the ground Then I spot you Algebra II in one hand then calculator in the other You slid yourself over and asked me what’s the bother I just don’t understand this algebra II scam So she laid down the steps from 1 to 2 Now understanding is a breeze Unlike you I’m getting A’s and B’s Don’t just sit there looking like a slump Ask for help A guarantee your grade will go bump-bump
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