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School


School is such hard work.

It's difficult everyday.

Sometimes I feel like I'm trying to eat soup with a fork.

It seems like there isn't room for much play,

But interestingly enough,

Theres time for everything.

Time to get buff.

Time to sing.

Anything you want you could do,

All you have to learn is to watch time,

And don't get yourself sick with the flu.

You have to refine.

Make sure you stick to your plans.

Don't get distracted.

Get rid of work at the first chance.

And you'll see your time will seem protracted.

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