School
Even though I never went to class,
I had a real blast.
The mornings really sucked,
So much that I cussed.
Breaking rules was always fun,
While I wore my bun.
I skimmed by in high school,
Relaxed, like floating in a pool.
At first I hated it all,
But then I got a call,
From this girl named Norma.
Now we are BFFs and far from normal.
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