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The Depression of Physics


Your classroom is cold

You make me so bored

I just want sleep

But you make me just weep 

Don't give me the creep

 

With the talk of your life

And the talk of your wife 

you make me so stress

 Because your a mess

 

You taught me to cook

You can't read a book

You should just admit

And we'll all benefit

 

You will sleep

And we won't weep

At the heard of your voice

Because we will rejoice

 

You make me so mad

When you don't understand

You try teach

But you can't reach

The level is so high

That you can't supply

 

Please!! 

Before I decease,

Just wanted to say

Get out of my way!!

 

I go to school to learn

But I only yearn

To learn about physics

That's all I want to do!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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