My Favorite Numbers
Four point O,
That's my Grade Point Average.
You can't say no to me,
Like a ravaged savage.
Seventeen-Eighty,
That's my SAT score.
I may not have a lady,
But that doesn't mean I can't be adored.
Twenty-Two,
My Act rate,
But don't treat me like a flu,
Just because it's not great.
Eighteen,
It's my current age.
Don't look at me like a meme,
Because it won't make me rage.
Twelve,
It's my current grade level.
Look at your own selves,
Rather than at me like I'm a devil.
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