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Thursday, June 28, 2007
There really arent anything quite like the block
Sheer fear of it makes you work off your sock
Yet when you really take the block
You seriously get hell of a shock
Every question makes you feel like a dork
You wanna find a place for your head to knock
And stab the damned paper with a fork
When you look up at the clock
"Im not waiting for you", it seems to mock
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Oh hell, Im beat
Cant take anymore heat
Else Im sure to become barbecued meat
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But finally we are free
Time to snap out of melancholy
No need to be mad
Stop being sad
Its a bright new day
Lets be happy and gay
And shout "hip, hip hurray"
But if your still hurting
Nothing solves it like a class outing!
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-Wade