America The Grate

America the grate.

My country, my home.

Education at it's finest.

Ha, what a joke,

Foreign exchange students have to repeat years because our education system is so great.

Now, here's the thing,

I'm blessed and thankful.

I am privlaged and honored to get an education.

However, all I ask, 

Can it just be a bit better?

Then America can truly be great again.

This poem is about: 
My country

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