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Expecting


Four years of college

Four years of math

Four years of science in every science class

General speaking which I hate the most

But when it comes to English i always take the gold

My head in books I can only imagine

Flipping through pages with mathmatical equations

No life they say no life at all

But life will get better after all

The stress is tremendous

Yes tremendous at all

But with that degree in my hand it'll be worth it for all

A new nurse in this city

A new nurse to keep busy

To help an serve all

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