Oh how I dread the alarm
Set for the morn's 6:43.
Would it really do much harm
To start an hour later for me?
Get up, quick shave, put on a shirt and tie,
To look presentable to Discipline Man.
Hop in the car, up Route 1 we fly,
Getting to band as soon as we can.
Then the classes of the day begin,
Some fun, but most not.
That Calculus class is fun as anythin',
Social Justice can go rot.
I can't wait for the day to just end,
But eh, at least I can see each friend.
But no, I really want to finish the day and it hasn't even started yet.
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