Getting out of Here
I'm sorry but I've got to go
The times come for m tleave
It's pleasant here though
I just can' believe
All the nonsene
It just doesn't make sense
To me how this school's run
It makes me feel tense
It used to be fun
Now it's not
I thought up a plot
To get out of this school
Only having one shot
To break a main rule
And get kicked out
I highly doubt
That my plan will work
So maybe I'll just drop out
I said with a smirk you're a jerk
And that was the end of my days there
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