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Too Much


We wake up early to go to bed late

Go to a place that we all hate

Have seven long hours of school

Only to go home and have four more

It is was to much for a young teen

It's a wonder why teachers are called "mean"

We study study study

And begin to lose our buddy

Teachers need to relieve us of homework

They will begin to see much more perk 

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lexiecomer
<p>My favorite part of this poem was the first line. &nbsp;I think it is very creative and witty.&nbsp;</p>

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