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I wake up every morning thinking about my day

Wondering if I should go to school or stay

Since education is my only way out

I pick myself up

And wander about

I walk into school and see many faces

The first I see is Shakespeare then Bill Gates

Next is Isaac Newton and then Dalton who are kind of mates

I end off the day with President Obama

Those are my classes for you other than drama

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