High School
Though it may be funny
Though it may be great
Though it may bring flurries of undebated hate
Everyone goes to high school
Even though it is not cool
And the easy life of children
Is lost to the silly fool
Hundreds of thousands do it
It is not a grave mistake
But to stop it all from coming
Is simply not our fate
High school is the gulf of learning
Where children become adults
With high school comes a yearning
Of all the "do's" and "don'ts"
But even if you like it
Even if you don't
High school is the brink of
The unavoidable result
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