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Starting with the intro The first sentence: grand, great, and bols Yet when I wrote my essay My first sentence stank like mold I didn't pay attention And wrote the intro very quickly I asked my teacher to check it over And she dropped the paper like it was prickly The first body paragraph went just as badly I couldn't grasp the topic and I fumbled for words My head started to throb and hurt But the only word I could think of was 'turds' The conclusion made me feel Like a marathon racer on his last mile Just a few more scribbles and I'll be done I could almost crack a smile :) I don't know what is wrong with me But i guess what I'm trying to say Is that hey, I might be bad at writing poetry But at least I don't have to write an essay
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