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Things We Cannot Say


You give me headaches and darken my day. You looked fat in those green pants today. How much do you even get paid? These are some things I cannot say. Your teaching styles are way too weak. I’d prefer if you did not speak. If I don’t get a good grade you’re gunna get beat. These are some things I cannot speak That test today was a piece of shit Can I pierce your upper lip? How bout you go suck a tit? These are some things I cannot spit Of all the things I cannot say I wouldn’t dare to anyway For I thank the good lord everyday For all the things my TEACHER cannot say.
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