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The harsh rays of the sun could not stop me from my fun the lap of wave upon wave as we play and misbehave
Teacher told me I'm worthless, then I believed herI was in AVID, but really I wasn't eagerTo be the student, so studious with his features Dropping out like loose change cause I don't need her
I've got a sister Riley is her name And I'm quite inclined To think she's insane She jumps on the couches And sings in the rain But I love her all the same   I've got a sister
Cool breezy autumns spent resting on park benches
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