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School & Rules


We wake early to get an education while y'all teach us what y'all want and how y'all choose

y'all don't even give us a choice on how to make the rules.

These desk are to small and chairs to hard but yet y'all sitting on y'all Macs and comfy chairs

it makes me wonder do you even care ?

We pass, we fail , we be tardy , we absent 

it doesn't really matter as long as your check is advancing.

The school, the rules , the dress code its all up to you.

I thought it was to make us have a better environment to work but instead its what is

best for you. Some of y'all cool but majority of y'all stink breathe smelling like fart like eww

why me ? 

The smartest get all the attention and shy ones get no help so I guess that policy

NO CHILD LEFT BEHIND JUST LEFT !

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