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My math homework hates me

My teacher’s a bore

The kid sitting next to me

Dropped his pen on the floor.

I’m sick of the tests

And the free-response questions;

Please let us replace them,

I’ve got plenty of suggestions:

An optional assignment

That’s not worth thing;

A quiz on the origin

Of Burger King;

A paragraph on love

And its effects on the heart

(For all teens know

That love is an art);

A speech on the stupidity

Of modern education;

A poem about leaving

On summer vacation;

And last, but not least,

My final request,

Is that I stop writing this poem

And start studying for my tests.

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