The Woes of School

School, it is the saddest woe of all

There is no worse burden than waking up to the alarm

And waking up to a day of school work and books and sadness

No, there is nothing worse than this.

Even if I were to take a blowfish and sit on it in prison

Going to school would still be worse.

Every day the same, same, same, same process

Rush out, maybe eat, get to school and be sad.

No, there is nothing worse.

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