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Teenage Busboy


We know the feeling the weekends arrives and our feeling dreads 

School week ends but our bodys proceed to a three day night long weekend campaign.

Yes I should i be having fun Instead, but i choose to work hard for the fair weather ahead.

May i take your plate? or serve you more water will be the words i replicated over and over again.

Its past midnight i rather go rest , Replies No my heavy duty ahead.

But its finally ends, Mondays approches and i can finally go enjoy my weekend seeing all my friends. 

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