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A Day of School


Wake up at 6 in the morning,

tired, hungry and groaning,

I don't want to go to school,

but I want to be successful and cool,

I go to class and do my work,

all the noise sometimes drives me breserk,

when the day ends its time to unwind,

I play sports to clear everything off my mind,

once I get home I go to sleep,

dreaming of driving a cool blue jeep,

next thing I know my alarm rings,

now it's time to redo the whole thing.

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