heas anoder poem:
my mum yells at me as i walk out the door
i talk to my friends telling them how i was up till four
i go to study hall and then french 2
i hope that projects not due
i go to english hoping that lunch is soon
sadly i know i hafta wait till noon
i go to last period math
so much people in my path
i walk home in a a suprisingly good mood
i hope tommorow will be better
but i kno its cuz im hoping to get a birthday letter
ps almost my birthday!
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