Bored in Social Studies Again

I'm sitting in Social Studies.
What a bore.
I'll close my eyes and count to four.
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My eyes are open again.
Kelley is handing out papers.
Oh no.
I have to go.
I have a worksheet to do.
So, shoo.
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I'm done.
That wasn't fun.
It took me only 10 seconds...
There's 12 minutes left in class.
Then I get to go home.
Psh, Craig.
What a knome.
WEEE!!!!!
That was random.
Bite me.
So was that.
This poem really sucks.
Go feed some ducks.
Bye.

12/09/08